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Have you ever had to yell at your neighbors for being idiots?
Posted by cookingasshole • 6/04/09 • Subscribe to this Discussion [RSS] • Report This Topic
Topics: bad relationships, fighting, idiots, neighbors, suck my ass
I just had to b*tch out my neigbors twice because these idiots would not stop fighting on their front porch. I said "F*cking shut the f*ck up before I call the cops on your a**ess." So I go back to smoking and then they keep going at it so I say "Last chance before I call the cops a**holes so shut the f*ck up and go inside." and these people have a 2 year old girl that was outside with them. What total rejects.
So have you ever had to b*tch out your neighbors for being idiots?
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No, but our neighbor was out in the hallway clipping his fingernails sans pants at 1:30 am!-
that is very odd
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So was the sight of him running back to his apartment!
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major bun action?
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old buns...
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what? was he far away from his door or something? a guy who used to live across the hall from me liked showing his goodies to me every morning. that was very odd. i felt dirty everyday before school. -
one morning you should have snapped a picture.
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So did they go inside? I feel bad for the kid!
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yeah they went back inside...their roommate came to try and calm me down because I was pissed (they are hippies and probably have the drugs the house) and I told him in so many words he better take care of the situation and he did...they have been fighting for like 2 weeks now. The little girl is constantly around cigarettes and gets yanked around by her crazy mom. I feel really bad for her.
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OMG cookingasshole, do you live at hackberry lane in sacramento ? LOL no, in answer to your questions, we turn off the tv, i even STEP away from my blog, turn down the music and listen to the live entertainment going on (Plus our landlord forgot we had a pit bull for 7 mos due to a particularly harsh verbal winter amoung the residents here... -
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had to?
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Yah...the useless sack of skin who shares a property line with me has abjectly refused to control her teeaged boys, saying (in a grating whine) "They're teenagers, I can't control them. What am I supposed to do?"
These overgrown brats jump my garden wall (a foot thick, six foot high masonry wall!!) and trample my plantings. They hide behind my shrubbery and smoke dope and drink and leave behind broken bottles and other trash. They scale the wall if their ball goes into our garden with no regard for the plants they crush, and when my husband orders them off the property, they take a defiant "make me, m*****f*****" kind of stance.
The cops can't help. By the time they get here, the brats are over the wall again into their garden and deny ever having been in mine. A friend was here over Christmas and her child, who was playing in my garden, got a cut foot from one of the broken bottles these little horrors leave laying around.
We just spent the equivalent of a year's wages for our maid to have the wall raised three feet and spikes put on top of it. Hubby vetoed my plan to put bear traps and pongee pits along the property line at the base of the wall... -
When I was living at home in wales, we had one neighbour that once a year, would have the loudest drunken get together in ther back garden imaginable.
You'd be awake all night, just going, its that time of year again. Sounds like awesome fun though.
To be honest, its normally my mum and brothers playing music too loud that bothers the neighbours.-
Oh, I didn't mention that these people put in a pool last summer and from the day the pool was ready for use, they had a party starting at 3 on Friday afternoon that went nonstop until Sunday afternoon EVERY flipping weekend. I am not kidding! I got up to use the bathroom one night and at 3 am I could hear the lyrics clear enough to understand them! This continued every weekend until the weather turned too cold to use the pool.
Thankfully, I have a/c in my bedroom that gives off a white noise sound that muffles them.
After living beside these sorry excuses for civilized human beings, I can really empathize with people who take precipitous action against their neighbours.
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they are at it again...should I call the cops or waste my time yelling at them?
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round up a posse -
I am my own posse
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Give 'em another warning ... then, go for the cops. Enough is enough.
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yes we have neighbors who like to sit in the hot tub until all hours of the morning which wouldnt be so bad if they werent singing really bad 70's songs loudly-
at least they are happy
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I yell at everybody for being idiots.-
amen
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even your anger management councellor?
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No. I just killed him and stuffed him in his own closet.
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Anger management is bullshit.
They either teach how to surpress anger,
or make you release it by beating something. Trainging you to be angry!
People should be taught how to get angry properly and effectively.
And I've never actually met or spoken to an anger management councellor, so I dont know what I'm talking about. Ignore me.
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We cured the noise problem our neighbors had going every weekend quite easily. They were drunks passed out about 4 AM and so we started the Massey Ferguson 56 at 4:45 PM and left her running. Then we got out the gas weed eater and the gas lawn mower.
We also have a steel triangle that we would sporadically clang and an empty stainless steel tank that makes a lovely gong sound when clubbed with a tire iron.
The other good neighbors who we had clued in before we did this likewise started up their noise making devices at 5 AM too. Their teenage son secured a great CD that was the sound of a train coming at you full bore with the whistle blowing. He had speaker set up outdoors aimed at the drunkard's bedroom. Their daughter was a preteen who had a high pitched penetrating scream. She borrowed a megaphone from the 4 H group and we all went wild.
We only had to do this once. The bad actors gave notice to the landlord, whom we had already been in contact with and moved.-
party noise is okay with me (unless it keeps the baby up) but I cannot stand violent yelling. Thank God they stopped (for now) but I have a feeling that in a few hours they will start up again. Then they will get their final warning and I will have to call the cops.
...and these people are hippies!!
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Well you guys are lucky. i live with grumpy old people who constantly fight. anyway what i do is turn the music really loud. they stop because they could not hear one another with all the noise.-
celtic music?
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The church in our street used to have 3 tennis courts which were really lovely. Now some miserable developer has build a HUGE block of flats over the space taken up by the 3 tennis courts. Worse still, they start work early in the morning, 6 days of the week
I close my windows and cover them with curtains, then I close the doors to the rooms facing the building site. But NOTHING stops the noise of the bulldozers' relentless backing-up warning horn. It goes on and on and on, always high pitched
If anybody hears of bulldozer drivers being horrendously maimed in Australia, you can be sure it was me.-
oh man! that sounds terrible.
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@cookingasshole yes and heavy metal LOL.
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nice!
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How about this: your neighbor doing karaoke most of the time and Always out of tune. That's a real torture. Especially if it's an Air Supply song.
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I apologize for that. It won't happen again.
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too bad you can't cut off the air supply
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I know it's pure evil
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Most of the students here had finished and were celebrating at crazy hours,
while the people on me course were studying for exams.
Thankfully, having learned my studying in a hectic household, I almost think it helps -
some interesting neighbors out there - we have some now that have some dogs that are can be annoying but overall the current family is better than the drug crazed previous owners.
Last night we had two raccoons in a bush next to the driveway. I sprayed them with a hose. Maybe that will keep them away for awhile. I would think the dogs would keep the raccoons away but they are very smart and know there is a fence protecting them.-
OMG I thought raccoons are supposedly cute and cuddly.
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well maybe cute but you don't want them to move into your attic or crawlspace. Big time damage. I don't think they are ever cuddly. Years ago our little dog went after one. He came back whimpering.
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Whimpering - he was lucky. As appealing as they may look raccoons carry rabies. Keep your pets indoors at night.
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I deal with trash on an occasional basis. I have no more energy to yell and scream and shout. -
So this is what you look like when you morph from a monkey into human form...I think i have your picture on my stumble page LOL.
One night we thought someone had Street Car Named Desire turned up REALLY loud on TV, you know the part where James Dean is yelling STELLA STELLA ! Then after his diatribe he eventually stops?
When the monologue didnt stop we realized it was a neighbor who actually lived outSIDE the apartment walls screaming the same chicks name over and over for HOURS and telling her to LET HIM IN HIS FU***NG HOUSE.
Well i've seen this guy, he's no James Dean nor would he have won an emmy so we waited for the cops to show up but they never did. They DID however fly over our apartment complex as usual looking for axe murderers and no-accounts who aparently all live in our building LOL-
That's one of the funniest stories I've ever heard.
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@ Cookingasshole......Oh was that you?
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Just after I'd finished all my training when I'd joined the Air Force, I was single and living in the barracks. The base I was posted to was an operational base, but also conducted the training of pilots.
During a 2-month period, these pilots were being taught night flying and navigation. Bad enough they'd take off with full afterburners all night long, but many of them were single, as well, and lived in the same barracks. Thankfully all but one lived at the other end of the barracks, but there was one that was in the room right above mine.
At 3:30 am he'd waltz in, turn his music up to "11" (f'ing Mike and the Mechanics every night!), sing poorly to it, and then go take a shower ... all-the-while leaving the music on. Problem was, I was a Second Lieutenant and he was a Captain, so my request for him to SHUT THE "F" UP when coming home at that hour fell on deaf ears.
So, on (approx) the 4th night of this, I got up and took his towel and robe, turned his stereo off, put a drop of crazy glue in the mechanics of the cassette player (yes it was THAT long ago), locked the door to his room, and threw the key in the garbage.
Seems he had to go to the Duty Officer - naked - waking him up so he could get the spare key. He was severely chastized and never f'd with me again!
It didn't hurt that I was 6' and 250 lbs to his 5' 6" and (say) 140 lbs soaking wet. Rank? What rank?
Sweet memories.
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