Wasn’t that a scene in Kickass? 
Jesus Christ, the nosy lady had the most annoying voice I have ever heard. And I think maybe she was drunk. Crazy rhubarb lady was hilarious. She don’t give a fuucckkk.
OP, I almost didn’t open this thread, but then another website put in the header, “You don’t want to miss this, trust me”. Your title should have also warned me that I didn’t want to miss it, because, dammit, I almost did!
My favorite part is when she claimed she would mow the lawn in the alley, except the fucking pig Iranians stole her lawnmower.
That’s what she was saying! I only caught the “pig” bit, and I was like… “The cops stole her lawnmower? :dubious:”
Also, I just want to chime in here as a lawyer: I don’t know what jurisdiction she’s in, but I’m not certain that “alley property” is a recognized legal term of art in any U.S. jurisdiction.
Jeebus, the lady is nuts, but so is the woman guarding the rhubarb. Most people are glad to have someone take that stuff.
Rhubarb. Blech.
Guarding the Rhubarb.
There is a certain lack of reason in her doing that.
I wonder if she stays up at night watching it.
Maybe she makes rhubarb pies, rhubarb cocktails, strawberry-rhubarb jam (I have some of that in my fridge right now. I’m not sure I could tell it apart from regular strawberry jam). Maybe she’s a drama teacher and she uses it as an example of what to murmur when you’re in a crowd scene. Maybe it’s the secret to those perfect “Honey Buns” that earned her the nickname. Obviously, these are women who appreciate rhubarb.
Maybe I should try some of those things. To get that worked up over something, it must be good.
Yeah, you’d think so. But…
…this about sums it up for me. Crazy rhubarb lady can happily have my share of that freely available, totally kosher to pick alley-rhubarb. ;).
Back when I was dating this girl, every day I’d park in front of a house across the street from her’s, just because that’s which way I was coming from (and I left in that direction) so it made sense. One day, the owner of the house I was parking in front of came out yelling and screaming at me that I was parking on her property. Wha!!!? We got into an argument with her telling me that she’s required to mow the lawn and shovel the walk and me telling her that “yeah, the city requires you to do that, but it doesn’t mean you own the street in front of your house”. It went back and forth for a bit and I ended up walking away and spent the next few weeks being sure to honk my horn every time I parked my car there.
I wasn’t the only person who had a run in with her, when I told my gf’s brother about it he said “Oh, yeah, ya know those oxygen deliveries she gets. That’s not because she’s sick, it’s to inflate her ego”.
I’d mow down the rhubarb (or move my fence line) before I’d let that nut have it.
StG
She is rather entertaining, like guys taking dates to Bedlam in the 19th century.
Hell, you could sell tickets.
I like how she’s just rooting around and rooting around trying to find the perfect stems or something. That, or she was really searching for the murder weapon she threw there awhile back.
So, for shits and giggles and to see whether this was a thing past our own little parochial SDMB, I just googled “crazy rhubarb lady”. First hit was a Huffpo thing. I clicked on it, and wound up with this: “A video previously ran here showing a verbal dispute which was unusually intense given what appeared to be a trivial subject matter. It later came to our attention one of the parties involved may have been affected by circumstances beyond their control. Out of respect for this individual, we have removed it.”
So. Anybody of you Pinocchio fucker honey buns know what the story is?
You know what the “circumstances beyond their control” was?
It was the motherfecking alley property goddamned rhubarb, that’s what it was, honey bun. That shit makes you crazy. Now mind your own feckn business, bitch
WAG: Actual “crazy” on the part of the “crazy rhubarb lady” - mental breakdown of some kind, probably followed by hospitalization and meds after video evidence went viral and her friends/family saw what was happening to her.
The best methamphetamine is 37-43% rhubarb by weight . . . and now you know the rest of the story!
CMC fnord!
Yeah, I was thinking, off her meds, or they need urgent adjusting.