Lately, we've had a few more issues with the hillbilly neighbors. It seems they don't understand what property lines are. Well their dog doesn't, and they don't care if it wanders all around the cul de sac, or chase car or cart tires. Hillbilly man, spoke to me a few weeks ago when I was cleaning up the front yard. Supposedly he moved out, but you can't tell, since his POS is in the driveway all the time, or that you can hear his drunk laughter in the backyard. I got upset the other day when I happened to look outside and see the dog on the lawn. I went outside to shoo it away, and wouldn't you know it. The damned dog gave me this out of it's mind expression while it was defecating on the grass. I went over to their house walked around to the backyard, damned dog was following me all cheerful. I told them the dog defecated on my lawn, and he replied, "You don't have to worry about the dog anymore, it's going away in 3 weeks." I just looked at him. Do I care if it's going away? It's not gone yet, and I have a soft shit on my lawn. Hillbilly man asked where the shit was and he would clean it up. Obviously he didn't as it started to storm heavily soon after I left. A week later the dog was chasing Goof and me as we drove past their backyard on the cart. Goof slammed on the brakes and yelled at the dog and the woman. She was halfheartedly calling the dog's name. It finally turned around and walked away. Goof got back in the cart, and not even a moment later, it turned around and started barking and chasing us again. Again the brake slamming, and Goof getting out of the cart to stand menacingly in front of the dog, woman weakly calling the dog back, and Goof yelling at her, that there are leash laws in this city. He would even go and buy her a leash if she would use it. The dog finally turned away without any physical restraint from the woman. We try to take off, and again the dog comes barking and charging at the tires. Goof yells at the woman, "Is this acceptable? Is this acceptable? Answer me!" Wow, what a way to talk down to a person. The woman replied no, and finally came and grabbed the dog by it's collar. Is that ridiculous or what? I had my cell phone and was ready to call non emergency police and make a report. Two days later, we notice that the woman is trying to go somewhere in her brother's Mercedes. She almost hit her dog! What did she do? Turn around, go back to the driveway, park the car, get out and get something, and take off again. No care about the damned dog. Seriously, these people should have been spayed or neutered at puberty, and not allowed to have pets. WTF?
On the neighborhood kids front, we've not had too many interactions with them. Stinky tried to back out of the driveway in the cart one day, and he stepped on the gas too hard so he swerved and clipped the mailbox. Of course dramaqueen and Fred were outside and they snickered at him. When we came back from our drive we noticed Babymama outside. I gather that dramaqueen went running in, and said Sticky tried to run them over. Of course we have more proof of the actions than they do.
Funny thing, the other day, Big Red came over and we took the cart to get some ice cream. Dramaqueen and Fred were going back and forth between houses after we left. Goof was working from home and caught them making faces and blowing rasberries at our camera. They have been reined in by the cameras so this is all they can do. At one point Goof saw Dramaqueen flip off Stinky as he walked by. Obviously Stinky didn't see this as his back was turned. Funny how Babymama says her boys are angels. Yea, well illegitimate bastard angels sure. Why is it, that I am a horrible person for saying 'The apple doesn't fall far from the tree'? I shouldn't say that, because he's just a kid. Yet, she has no problems calling my son a 'bad seed' and it's her right as she's a mother. These people make no sense.
I know that everyone has their pride and vanity, but honestly look at yourself lady. You shut yourself in at home, all you have is dirty diapers and a dog you can't stand. Get over this opinion that you are better than me. I'm not waiting for my step daddy to die to get his big house. I also don't have to work for step daddy only, because I'm afraid of what people may say when they look at me. I couldn't care less. Again, education plays a big part. I'm not hindered by a lack of higher education. Nor am I afraid to try something new.
Monday, August 11, 2008
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