that you want to choke?
Mine is a little old man 2 houses down, i know when i leave i will flip him off. but for now i won't. keeping peace and all.
but today he went over the line.
hes already given me crap about "go out and buy a house.....yada yada yada" said he would loan me the money but i said no i dont think your wife would approve, yeah as if i would accept.
I never borrow money from anyone, unless its a bank.
everytime i am out back he comes trotting over to talk......and today he said..so find a house yet? nope....but im looking.
he said why not buy the one up the street?
well - they want too much and the covenants wont allow my trailer to be parked there. so he then tells me I don't need a trailer...i said well sir yes i do its for my Chevelle.
He then says "You don't need a Chevelle."
Well i dont think he will be bothering me again.
I think i took most of his hide off.
I mean where does this old fart get off telling me what i need and what i dont?? he has NO IDEA WHO I AM.
I was really taken aback and let him have it.
he picked the wrong day and the wrong broad to voice his *******, opinionated idiotic ideas.
okay i am done now

think i better got to bed :D

night night ya'll!
rachael anne :waving:

You Go girl!!! :D

Good for you, we have an old guy in our neighborhood that says the most obnoxious insulting things, not even realizing it. Yes, he's commented on my old wrecks dragging down the neighborhood.....I just let is pass. He commented on Miss Joan's gardening skills and she took a couple of pounds off his butt.

i had a gentleman down the street who's dogs would get out all the time, i would scoop them up, and take them down and place them back in his yard.

one night i came home late from a concert, and my little 15 year old dog had some how escaped. i went all over the neighborhood, finally about 1 a.m. a neighbor comes out and tells me, the ol guy had taken my dog to the pound, i roll over to the pound, break in, find my dog, and leave. at about 2:30 a.m. i knock on the neighbors door and tell him, if he ever touched my dog again, i'd kick his wrinkled up ass, down the street for everybody to see, then his kid (about 28) takes a swing at me, well he spent the rest of the night picking grass out of his teeth. i was constantly putting his dogs back, and the one time mine gets out, he takes her to the pound.

it was a tight neighborhood, but this was the guy with the 6' lawn, and crap rotting in his yard, and his fat ass kid never got off the couch. i guess every neighborhood has one, hopefully only one...

1......2.......3.......4.......Breathe deep......5......6...... :D

You crack me up Harleyman.

I say invite 1BLACKHARLEY over and let him take care of things after you move!

i'm very sure that i'm way more afraid of rach, than she is of me. i've heard stories....something about plyers and battery cables....

I have two neighbors like that, and guess what, they hate each other which makes me laugh.....they are both always in other peoples busines, I guess being retired, you don't have much else to do but to sit at your window all day and find things to bitch about.

The last time either of them came down here and started their crap, I told them that the last thing I want to hear is their stupid ass voices whining about how this neighbor did this, or how bad they ache etc. etc.

Rach, I applaud you in what you did. In fact when you move, instead of flipping him off you should go gather up as much dog crap from somewhere that you can and spread it all over his fron porch, along with a note saying you gave me so much **** while I lived here that I wanted to return the favor.

Want me to borrow a few weapons from the Armory and suit up? I will just come by for a second...I think he would get the hint ;) :)

Wally huney - I think that is so sweet, you offering to come and help me dispose of the old fart - but i have plenty of firearms myself :D
But i do thank you for the offer.
Blackharley?
Who told you about that?
I thought me and Beaux, I mean me and another "person" decided never to talk about that. I mean he really like the zapping. Oh. sorry, thats right..its a secret.
You should of sen him slink...yes he was slinking (roflmao) by when i was out back with the boys this afternoon...I said Hi Jerry and went back inside.
he kinda waved and went on to bug the other neighbor.

Anyhooo - ya'll have a good day?
rachie :waving:

Deep cleansing breaths everyone! Sounds like you all need one! ;) We all have neighbors like that, it's just part of life, and from time to time makes things interesting. I'm sure my neighbors think I'm nuts (I know they do) for the amount of time we spend on our cars and not out in the yard making everything look picture perfect. I'm enjoying life now!

My neighbor reminds me of how much fish he can buy with the money I just spent when he sees me with a new rod/reel setup. I just shrug it off. FWIW, he's got loads of money, scrimped and saved all his life, but he's had no fun up to this point. He'll be 75 in a couple of months, too. When I was into golfing, he'd comment about how much it cost every week. I asked him if he ever golfed. Nope. Ever been fishin'? Nope. What a boring life. I spend more on a whim every day than he does on purpose. Now, since the state implemented the bottle deposit law last year, he collects bottles from all the neighbors, makes about $25/week doing it. I'll toss him a couple cases now and then, when they're packed up. But it's more fun to dump a few in the trash can in the evening, when it's quiet out. I know he can hear it, and he's probably wincing. :D My other neighbor, when we get together and have a couple, likes to drop pennies on the ground when the old guy is around, just because he knows the guy will go out of his way to pick them up. :D It's all good, just a little fun with the guy. ;)

My neighbor reminds me of how much fish he can buy with the money I just spent when he sees me with a new rod/reel setup. I just shrug it off. FWIW, he's got loads of money, scrimped and saved all his life, but he's had no fun up to this point. He'll be 75 in a couple of months, too. When I was into golfing, he'd comment about how much it cost every week. I asked him if he ever golfed. Nope. Ever been fishin'? Nope. What a boring life. I spend more on a whim every day than he does on purpose. Now, since the state implemented the bottle deposit law last year, he collects bottles from all the neighbors, makes about $25/week doing it. I'll toss him a couple cases now and then, when they're packed up. But it's more fun to dump a few in the trash can in the evening, when it's quiet out. I know he can hear it, and he's probably wincing. :D My other neighbor, when we get together and have a couple, likes to drop pennies on the ground when the old guy is around, just because he knows the guy will go out of his way to pick them up. :D It's all good, just a little fun with the guy. ;)


Darren; I used to drink a few and shoot a few games of billiards at a local bar most would call a dive. While peeing one eve I noticed a quarter in the bottom of the urinal. I thought nothing of it and went on with my friends drinking, carousing, and shooting pool. I did happen to mention to a good friend the quarter in the ****er. I returned to the wizzer a half hour later and to my surprise the quarter was gone!? I then bet my friend as to the identity of the gatherer of said funds. I placed a dollar in the urinal, and we both proceded with the "water down" effect! The suspect had a draft within minutes of following us to the little boys' room!

By the way... Did I happen to mention that I'm running for President of These United States of America. Basically it's on the premise, or promise, that I can only do better! I'm up to the challenge if I get enough backers. Whatcha think? Steve

Boy Rach, you really got the censor program busy today. He probably had it coming, good thing you weren't ****ed off, huh?

I've got TWO neighbors like that who HATE each other and they seem hell bend on getting us involved by coming over and complaining about the other. Aside from that, a couple years ago one neighbor's drunk of a brother came over and started harrassing my then pregnant wife while I was out of town for work. We thought we'd do them a favor by NOT calling the cops and instead called them but didn't get them and then called some other friends of theirs who came and got the bastard and took him away. We then got an angry phone call from the neighbor berating my wife for "embarrassing her" in front of her friends. My wife said something like "well he's YOUR drunk BROTHER". The latest installment involves another neighbor's cat which climbed into their car, and that was the last anyone saw of it. The cat's owner thinks they killed the cat, and called the cops. My wife had seen the cat jump into their truck and casually told another neighbor, who told the cops. They came and took her statement and now the neighbor with the drunk brother who supposedly killed the cat thinks my wife is lying to get back at her for the drunk brother incident.

Jeez if it's not the crackheads causing trouble it's the rednecks.

This is why we moved out of town 20 yrs ago. I have 5 acres of heavy woods, no real close neighbors. Friendly to say hi, but we all leave each other alone. We could never go back to living close around people.
Mike

This is why we moved out of town 20 yrs ago. I have 5 acres of heavy woods, no real close neighbors. Friendly to say hi, but we all leave each other alone. We could never go back to living close around people.
Mike

Deliverance, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, The Unibomber......yeah, your safe. :D

My neighbor reminds me of how much fish he can buy with the money I just spent when he sees me with a new rod/reel setup. I just shrug it off. FWIW, he's got loads of money, scrimped and saved all his life, but he's had no fun up to this point. He'll be 75 in a couple of months, too. When I was into golfing, he'd comment about how much it cost every week. I asked him if he ever golfed. Nope. Ever been fishin'? Nope. What a boring life. I spend more on a whim every day than he does on purpose. Now, since the state implemented the bottle deposit law last year, he collects bottles from all the neighbors, makes about $25/week doing it. I'll toss him a couple cases now and then, when they're packed up. But it's more fun to dump a few in the trash can in the evening, when it's quiet out. I know he can hear it, and he's probably wincing. :D My other neighbor, when we get together and have a couple, likes to drop pennies on the ground when the old guy is around, just because he knows the guy will go out of his way to pick them up. :D It's all good, just a little fun with the guy. ;)

There's a guy where I work who is worse than this. He's almost 50 and still lives at home even though he owns a house. He rents the house he owns out for the money. Everything revolves around money with him. He volunteers as a treasurer at the local Knights Of Columbus. He had a funeral to go to once and he brought a change of clothes to work because he didn't want to waste gas driving the 10 minutes back home to change. Weird guy. He'll drop dead one day and all that money will have done nothing for him.

There's a guy where I work who is worse than this. He's almost 50 and still lives at home even though he owns a house. He rents the house he owns out for the money. Everything revolves around money with him. He volunteers as a treasurer at the local Knights Of Columbus. He had a funeral to go to once and he brought a change of clothes to work because he didn't want to waste gas driving the 10 minutes back home to change. Weird guy. He'll drop dead one day and all that money will have done nothing for him.


i think some of you guys are missing the point, these people are addicts, plain and simple, they are addicted to $. i had a wife who was always stashing $ for a rainy day, in the mean time, i passed up buying several businesses, and homes that would make me far better off financialy, than the 40k she saved over the years.

when we divorced, i gave her the $40k and started over, she still has the 40k and my assets are way beyond that.

i think people who are thrifty, are cool, but those that take it to a level where it interfears with the valuable life expierences that our soul's need, or as in any addiction, that it affects other aspects of thier lives, such as family or health, are just plain and simply, as sick as any of us who have an addiction to overcome.

i always find it interesting to read in the paper, how a homeless guy had $20-30K on him, or that my old neighbor, left $8 million to his kids (all worthless bastards) after living like paupers till the day he died.

life is short, and even though i'm not saying to go out and toss all your $ to the wind, i firmly believe in taking part in oppritunities that come before me. i'd much rather have my adventures and stories than the boredom that comes from complacency.

i definately agree with the screaching into your grave, school of thought. so if melting soap chips into a single bar floats your boat, then fine, i'd rather hike in utah, or central cali.....saving all the $ in the world, doesn't replace memories or adventures....

so if melting soap chips into a single bar floats your boat, then fine

HOLY CRAP! My dad made us keep the slivers of soap when I was a kid and put them in a bucket under the sink, then when it got full he made new bars of soap in a brownie pan. This was the same guy who would give me $3.00 to go get two gallons of milk in the big returnable glass jugs at the creamery (this was in the early 80s) for $2.95, then when I got home he would ask, no DEMAND, the change.

HOLY CRAP! My dad made us keep the slivers of soap when I was a kid and put them in a bucket under the sink, then when it got full he made new bars of soap in a brownie pan. This was the same guy who would give me $3.00 to go get two gallons of milk in the big returnable glass jugs at the creamery (this was in the early 80s) for $2.95, then when I got home he would ask, no DEMAND, the change.


i've heard stories of these guys, they usually grew up during the depression. can't blame them, once your hungry, you never forget that feeling. did he water down the milk?

my father had a business by a slaughter house, and they would give him all the liver he could take. it wasn't uncommon for him to bring home 40-60lbs of liver. GOD! i hate that crap. one of the biggest ass whoopins i got, was when i gave some to the neighbors, and he found out. "YOU DON'T JUST GIVE FOOD AWAY!"

now i think i over compensate, i cook so much, i keep many of my neighbors fed. one of the neighbor ladys said recently, "i love it when your wife cooks", i turned to look at her, and i guess she read my face and said, "sorry, are you the cook?", "i hope this doesn't drop me off the list." i just laughed and assured her she wasn't black balled....

Hey Andy:

Go easy with the "redneck" remarks! You'll be shot here in the south if not careful. Lived here all my life and have known some real rednecks but there are some fine folks around the area also. If you want some real entertainment, I'll meet with you and take you to some juke joints south of you that hand out knives if you don't already have one when you enter. I have gone to other areas of the country and found some not so freindly people.

Durand

Hey Andy:

Go easy with the "redneck" remarks! You'll be shot here in the south if not careful. Lived here all my life and have known some real rednecks but there are some fine folks around the area also. If you want some real entertainment, I'll meet with you and take you to some juke joints south of you that hand out knives if you don't already have one when you enter. I have gone to other areas of the country and found some not so freindly people.

Durand

Oh I've been to a few of those. One down in your area as a matter of fact (Marks). An old guy and a young guy got in a fight, complete with bottles on heads and the whole works. The old guy, like in his late 60s, got the snot beaten out of him, and he's lying on the floor unconcious and bleeding, and no one is helping him. Turns out, he's the town bully who probably beat the crap out of every person in the bar a half dozen times, and he finally got too old and slow to defend himself. The anthropologist in me was immensely fascinated by the whole affair :)

Then there was the guy who popped out of the woods while we were diving in the Coldwater River and said "ya'll find a n... tied to an engine block you just leave em be", and then popped back INTO the woods.

Oh yeah they're only rednecks when they're acting badly :)

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Was it the "Junction" by chance?

Then there was the guy who popped out of the woods while we were diving in the Coldwater River and said "ya'll find a n... tied to an engine block you just leave em be", and then popped back INTO the woods.



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LMAO! :D

Not at the racist part inparticular as I would certainly dislodge any poor soul that happens to be tied to an engine block but I would of about died laughing if I saw that......seems to be right out of Chapelle Show or Mind of Mencia.

Was it the "Junction" by chance?

golly I honestly can't remember - it was like 7 years ago, but it WAS at a junction.... I just remember the cute bartender girl who was about 21 and then wasn't cute anymore after she smiled and I saw her teeth. She finally called the old guy's wife to come get him.

Andy

. I just remember the cute bartender girl who was about 21 and then wasn't cute anymore after she smiled and I saw her teeth. Andy


Yeah, I dont like em much when they have teeth either. ;)

Sounds like an Old schooler that doesnt understand the pride of owning a classic car. Sure, none of us NEED a Chevelle. We dont need A computer either. Or the internet for that matter. It could go on and on. Just like on that show dream car garage. "Do you need a car like this? Well no. Do you WANT a car like this? Hells yeah you do"

I have been told I could have put the money from my 66 and bought a house instead. But I have spent money here and there on it over the last 13 years. Not all at once anyways. That guy is a moron.

This was the same guy who would give me $3.00 to go get two gallons of milk in the big returnable glass jugs at the creamery (this was in the early 80s) for $2.95, then when I got home he would ask, no DEMAND, the change.

At least you got fresh milk. When I was growin' up, I'd heard of milk, but never really tasted it. Anything we put on our cereal in the morning came from a red and white box, you mixed it with water, and it tasted sour from the get-go.

I had to walk 5 miles to school, uphill both ways!

Well, I had to walk 5 miles to school, uphill both ways, and through 12 feet of snow!

We also had to drink milk straight from the cow (lots of therapy to get over that one).

And we only got to look at pictures of meat, if we were lucky enough to have a neighbor drop by with an old magazine for us to read.

SPREAD CRAP ON HIS PORCH!!!! HAHAHA I laughed for a half hour when I read that! When I was younger my father and I would tune his 69 nova drag car in our driveway. We had this neighbor who couldnt stand it and would come over to the fence line and just stare at us. One day he called the cops for disrupting the peace or something, and to see the look of pure shock on his face was priceless when the police showed up and were so excited about the car they forgot why they where there. That was the last time he ever came over.....

Everyone knows thrifty people that go to the max. I work with a guy that swears that he was so poor for supper they were stealing tomato catsup packets and making tomato soup out of them. Even though he driving a newer Extreme S-10 truck and has a nice Harley Davidson.

As neighbors go I do have an ole lady across the street that though we were from bowels of Hell itself. When we first move here 13 years ago we were having a bigger 4th of July fireworks show than the city. Listening to the police scanner we knew when she called the police so we all promptly put everything away and waved at the men in blue as they drove by. There were so many fireworks complaints the police can't even tackle 1% of them. It sounded like a war zone in the neighborhood. We tamed it down since we got older and wiser though. She finally has gave in and even comes over to see what the commotion is about when we start a new motor up.