Ours has yours beat! Bill's father passed away on Good Friday. he was THE Army Ranger who marched the Japanese surrender papers in WWII sixteen miles under armed guard to the US Missouri (?). They wouldn't tell him what he was carrying until he had handed over the papers. One of their friends, Hippie, used to play guitar for Todd Rundgren. Another one of their friends used to work for David Copperfield. Mavis is a breast cancer survivor who is taking her "Radiology Series" to London for an auction to raise money for breast cancer research in May. Tell us about your interesting neighbors.
Jim, a retired guy living next to me with his wife, is handy with a table saw. Ray, who lives on my right with his wife and two kids, drives an Izuzu.
My neighbor advised me to clear the snow off the curb otherwise the mail man would not deliver. We took his advice and have always received our mail.
When I lived in my apartment I had a neighbor who had some type of Lung illness. He coughed all night long and many times kept me awake. To combat the illness he smoke mar1juana. But he did so with his window open. The problem was his window was right next to my door and I had a continuous green fog floating near my front door. A couple of summers ago my wife and I had come home from a shopping trip. My wife turned around and got ready to leave. She walked out the back door and within 15 seconds, she ran back into the house. She started yelling for me to go out and see what the problem was. I had no clue what she was talking about but when I went out a sheriffs deputy told me to go back inside. Apparantly the daughter of the people across the street had had some domestic problems and moved in with her parents. The husband found out where she was and showed up. He barricaded himself into the house and held them at gunpoint. We were stuck in our house for 7 hours while they tried to get him out. He finally came out and a cop jumped him and put a few WWE moves on him. We were relieved to finally get out of the house. My other neighbor across the street is 93. He sat in a lawn chair in his front yard and watched the whole show. My new neighbor to the back just concreted his whole backyard. My neighbor to the side has a handicap sign in a space on his driveway. But no on ein his household is handicapped.
My next door neighbor for 3 years in Midtown Houston dances at Treasures and is also an escort. She's actually really cool to hang out with, and quite hot. She has an assortment of stripper friends who like to party. It's always fun when going out with them!! Conversation with strippers, while somewhat superficial, is highly entertaining.
the guy across the hall is a 6'10 african-american who just as of today cut his hair like MR. T. damn i wish i was big enough to make fun of him. the guy to the left of my dorm room used to be a 100m runner and trained with Bruny Surin, who was a Canadian olympic athlete. he also was in one of Aaron Carter's music video's as a DJ, the funny thing is - he was the one in the middle of the video the whole time. oh, and that music video was played on MuchMusic's "Much Fromage (cheesiest video's of the year) the year it came out. Ed the Sock (a VJ) kept on saying, "what's with that black dude in the middle, who the hell is he?" and then to the other side of me is a guy who is becoming a pastor. there used to be 2 other white guys (other than me) on the hall, but they moved out 3 days ago. so now it's me and the ballers (well, i play ball too, but these guys are clearly more dominant). i pretend to be white trash to joke around - i walk around in a wife beater all the time with straw comin outta my mouth. but yeh, they just laugh and roll their eyes.
Back when I lived in apartments, we had this d******d that lived with 2 skank lesbians. The guy worked a late shift and would get home at 3am and blast his stereo. I finally threatened the guys life. They moved out shortly afterwards and took some of the paint from my truck with them (They scratched ******* on my tailgate ). Most of it rubbed out though. We had a crazy cajun named Marcell that was great with power tools. We used to get drunk and burn bbq years ago. He was really jealous of his girlfriend and would ask her if she was cheating on him while we visited. Awkward. I had another neighbor that had domestic problems. He was slapping his wife. We called the cops. When the cops arrived, they denied the whole thing and then started threatening everyone around when the cops left for ratting on him. What's up with that? Most of my other neighbors were god sends. Thank god I moved into a house 8 years ago. It got old.
I use to hang out with a few strippers from Treasures. This was about 4 years ago. These girls were extremely hot. One of them was a coke head though, always going to the bathroom for a bump.
Hmm, I bet y'all guys are living next to one of these guys. Well, my roommate is a piece of **** and that pretty much covers teh college aspect. Back at home, the chancellor of the U. of Alabama lives down the street; there's a guy who played football under Spurrier at Duke (and hated him); Bear Bryant's granddaughter lives 3 houses down until about 3 years ago when she moved to Birmingham; the sister-in-law of the guy next door to us hosts the most boring show on the most boring network, HGTV. Does anybody else have those ****ing weird neighbors who NEVER come out of their house and you're pretty certain they run a child p*rn or drug ring? Like seriously, the parents and kid across the street NEVER go outside of their hosue. A few times when I have gone outside, they IMMEDIATELY go inside...they LITERALLY dropped the rake and mower and went inside. SOOO weird.
OMG so your the one who lives next to me. We're not the ones that are weird, you are! Thats why we run inside when we see you.
My neighbor Ruth is 90 and has lived in our neighborhood since 1952 (it was founded in 1949). She has been able to tell me the history of both the area and our house. Last Christmas we actually met a woman who grew up in our house when she returned to pay a visit to Ruth. There isn't a weekend that we don't swap stories over the back yard fence. She's a great lady.
The show is Gardener's Diary I think, but it was honestly the most painful show ever to watch. THE most boring show EVER. 10000000x more underwhelming than Mr. Rogers. Hey, Mr. Rogers did have that tattoo after all. Yeah, I figured something like that was coming. Interesting that you mentioned this because maybe a year and a half ago, an elderly couple came to visit our house saying they once occupied it. Nice people (kind of talked too much, haha) but very nice nonetheless. They talked about how the came to the town without a place to stay, went to the house I guess understanding that people were renting rooms in it and inquiring about vacancy. There was no vacancy in a room, but the landlord alowed them to sleep on a cot in the screened in porch (which is now a sideroom). Was neat and we got them a picture to send back.
When I was maybe 8 years old, we had these neighbors with a 2nd story patio. Their dog would go out on the patio and climb out onto the roof. It would wander around up there, bark at anyone it saw (usually my family and me in our backyard) and crap all over the place. Eventually we got tired of it and kept a couple of Super Soakers in the backyard and blasted the dog whenever it would bark at us.
our neighbor quentin is creepy.. he is kind of like Kramer, always in the building and saying hello, but sometimes he knows whats going on in our lives, such as our schedules and such, sometimes he waits for us when we are leaving the building and acts all surprised to see us... "oh hey, hows it going?" STALKER
