Our neighbors are fighting like cats and dogs

We have a crappy set of neighbors. That is, the owner of the home attached to ours is a decent woman, but she invited her daughter, son-in-law and their kids to move in with her.

The son-in-law is a simple-minded, heavily tattooed, loud, yelling gang member. From all appearances, he thinks his whole role in the family is to father children, spend all his money on his heavily tricked-out cars, and very occasionally mow the front lawn (cursing all the while because of how unfair this is). During the last few days, we’ve overheard scraps of a conversation (“she don’t love me no more! I don’t know how come!”) and tussles which indicate that his wife has had enough of his shit and she and the mother-in-law are trying to evict his ass. For some reason, it has taken several days to get him out of there. Right at the moment, the mother-in-law is gone, but he’s yelling and cursing a blue streak at his wife. “Fuckin’” is every third word he uses.

Ain’t shitty neighbors grand? I hope the women have the balls to permanently get rid of dickwad.

Not so lucky after all, eh Teela? :slight_smile:

When it comes to neighbors, our luck sucks. We seem to end up with the neighbors from hell more than our fair share of times.