Ever had a neighbor that just wouldn't die?

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never checked ur podcast. slut on wheels is fun though.
 
that is just sad and fucking bullshit...sorry that happened

Thanks for that. It was a really long time ago, and I was pretty stupid and prideful to stay there as long as I did.

Don't think that being nice to me can get you out of me punching you in your "poopy face tomato nose".

Fight! Fight! Fight!
 
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Derby practice...oh how fun! I love derby practice whether I'm sporting in a 'devil may care' fedora or feeling saucy and playful in a sombrero purchased while vacationing in Puerta Vallarta. And the women parading in their post holiday bonnets! Oh my, have fun Mrs. X. Consider me jealous!
 
Thanks for that. It was a really long time ago, and I was pretty stupid and prideful to stay there as long as I did.

Don't think that being nice to me can get you out of me punching you in your "poopy face tomato nose".

Fight! Fight! Fight!

i like to be beaten
 
There's this bitch that lives a few houses up the road from me and I swear she just won't die. Her property looks like it's abandoned, and yet when I use her unfenced front yard to turn my truck around in she always walks down to my house to tell me that next time I do it she's gonna call the cops. Well the third time she did that I called the sheriff myself just to call her bluff. Sure enough the deputy they dispatch went to school with me and he tells her that they're not going to do anything and they're tired of her calling every week about one neighbor or another.

That was last year though, and she's still walking down trying to intimidate me. Quite frankly, it's boring me at this point. I called her bluff and she can't see that, and at this point I turn around in her yard even when I don't need to. I'm at the point where I keep hoping to see an ambulance drive past my driveway cam to haul her stinky carcass away. She's 93, how long am I going to have to wait??

I guess I should fill-in the back story that she was one of the meanest lunch ladies around at my elementary school from kindergarten to second grade. So I've had it out for this old bitty since I was basically 5 years old. I almost didn't buy this place when I found out she lived so close, but then I took it as a karma to be able to fuck with her as a neighbor. But she just keeps living and getting meaner!

Today she had her son (who barely visits) install boards with nails sticking up along the edge of her front lawn as a deterrent. Any of you guys have a good idea on how to use them against her? I need a fresh look at the skirmish.


I could come up with all kinds of wicked ideas for boards with nails and bags of poop and any number of other ways the situation could be escalated but I don't recommend it. Just the opposite, I recommend finding somewhere else to turn your truck around and leaving the old twat alone to die.

Resentment and feuding are toxic to the soul. Life is too short. Let her have the misery. I say let it go and be free.



Best wishes,

Responsible Adult
 
This. Let her have this one, move on Rogue.

I could come up with all kinds of wicked ideas for boards with nails and bags of poop and any number of other ways the situation could be escalated but I don't recommend it. Just the opposite, I recommend finding somewhere else to turn your truck around and leaving the old twat alone to die.

Resentment and feuding are toxic to the soul. Life is too short. Let her have the misery. I say let it go and be free.



Best wishes,

Responsible Adult
 
I like when mudcat gets all zen on us
 
If you're really hard core, you could stab yourself in the foot with one of them, develop tetnus and sue her.

See, now that's the kind of ingenuity I was looking for! I know MrsX feels my pain, after reading those stories those sound like the worst neighbors ever. I'm glad that stuff is all in the past for you.

I could come up with all kinds of wicked ideas for boards with nails and bags of poop and any number of other ways the situation could be escalated but I don't recommend it. Just the opposite, I recommend finding somewhere else to turn your truck around and leaving the old twat alone to die.

Resentment and feuding are toxic to the soul. Life is too short. Let her have the misery. I say let it go and be free.



Best wishes,

Responsible Adult

Mudcat, you've obviously never lived in the country/frontier area. Out here, petty feuds and rivalries are the spice of life. Besides, I enjoy having someone nearby that would happily watch my house burn down without calling the fire department, it's a great reminder not to leave the stove/iron on when I go out. I just wanted some fresh ideas on how to mess with her; I thought the boards with nails was fairly cute and didn't want to give her the last word.
 
Besides, I enjoy having someone nearby that would happily watch my house burn down without calling the fire department, it's a great reminder not to leave the stove/iron on when I go out.

:lmao:
 
anyway to move the boards into the road? You know...where she "created" a public hazard?
 
anyway to move the boards into the road? You know...where she "created" a public hazard?

Nah, the son anchored them with tent stakes, I could uproot them but she'd be absolved of negligence since there was an effort made to keep them from being moved.
 
then the only thing to do is undercover of darkness go and bend those naiils all the way down and then wave at her when you turn around. And by wave I mean with all 5 fingers.
 
Nah, the son anchored them with tent stakes, I could uproot them but she'd be absolved of negligence since there was an effort made to keep them from being moved.

this son is one tricky fellow. blow up her mailbox.