I’ve posted a couple of times in different threads about our troublesome neighbours. Today there is a “For Sale” sign in front of their house…this is just the best news, ever. That’s all, just had to share my jubilation with you all and thank those posters who have offered suggestions and given support in the past.
Can you link some threads/posts? I’m not certain I’ve read of your neighbor’s exploits. 
Congratulations anyway.
I was about to be frightened, because we’re moving on Tuesday. 
But we don’t have a house, so it’s ok.
Congrats! Nothing like getting rid of the trash. Crappy neighbors were major deciding factor in our last move. Bad News: They weren’t gonna be going anywhere anytime soon. Good News: We got a much better place. 
Certainly glad to be rid of them. Nothing like constantly hearing a mother scream “I outta put you through a wall, you f**king faggot!” to her 6-year old son. :rolleyes:
Ten bucks says a family of howler monkeys moves in. 
Seriously, though, good luck on the new ones.
We just had neighbors on both sides of us move out within three months of each other! We actually really liked one set of neighbors…a nice Gay couple who just broke up and got a huge offer on the house, and the other neighbor was nice, but didn’t keep up the house all that well and they foreclosed on her.
Luckily, the new neighbors who bought the house from the Gay guys are professional magicians! Hey - to be expected when you live in Las Vegas. We had them over to the house the other night and they seem like really nice people. The other house looks like it was sold to a nice, elderly, quiet couple…so we are VERY happy.
However, when we heard the homes were for sale, and saw some of the yahoos parading though, we were terrified. Thankfully they didn’t buy.
Congrats on the obnoxious neighbors moving out, but beware of what you wish for…I want to see your face when your new neighbors put that little sign out front, “Bagpipe Lessons and Pitbulls for Sale”.
Yeah, but I would check your hats for any potential rabbit infestations.
Good for you! We just had the pleasure of losing two of our neighbors in the high-priced houses across the street. One had a bunch of asshole teenagers who threw wild parties every time the parents went on a religious retreat. The irony was too delicious, so we never told the parents.
The other family was a pretentious couple who were obviously jumped-up trailer trash. We referred to them alternately as “The Joads” and “The Bumpusses”. I’m just glad I won’t have to look at their trash cans sitting out for weeks on end anymore.
Here’s a link for the OP
Thanks for the link Baker. It took me some time to get back to this thread.
We are well aware that we could get another batch of bad neighbours. We do know one nice couple who are interested in buying it and we are also thinking of buying it ourselves, renovating and reselling. That way we will have some say in who buys the place. Expensive exercise but maybe worth it.
Thank you to all those posters who have offered congratulations and good wishes.
Congratulations on losing your neighbors! Let’s hope something worse doesn’t move in. I understand your relief, however – the young woman who dealt drugs out of her house across the street from us for the first two years we lived here finally, apparently, went off to visit the penal facilities of Louisiana and her hubby put the house up for sale and fled. We didn’t mind him, but of course if he stayed she might return. Let them infest some other neighborhood if and when she’s allowed to rejoin society.
Mmmm…“jumped-up trailer trash”…I like your way with words! That’s exactly what “Doober” and his wife across the street are. This afternoon I counted exactly 37 lawn ornaments on their front lawn. They include: a cupid left over from Valentine’s Day, a Christmas wreath, two kissing Dutch kids, a family of fake ducks, a shadow man, a Virgin Mary in her own grotto, several plastic cardinals hanging from the trees, a “scarecrow” looking Easter bunny, seven baskets with plastic eggs, several pinwheels lining the driveway, etc., etc. Their son parks his truck on their front lawn when he feels like it and they get up every weekday morning at around 5 a.m. to load their car full of anti-abortion placards so they can go stand out in front of the local clinic and protest.
They’ve got something going on in their garage…I thought it was a terrarium…but maybe it’s where they keep the snakes they fondle every Sunday morning…
Maybe I should move to the pit…
Marsie commiserations. There is one house down the road which has a collection of weird and wonderful hand made artwork in the front yard. The most prominent of these is a pair of legs sticking out of the ground (from the waist up) wearing bright yellow rubber protective pants and gum boots. It’s the first thing anyone coming to visit comments on. The old couple who own the place are so proud of their garden.
Four or five blocks down the street from us (thank heaven, I only wish it was farther!) is a house which believes in Decorating for whatever seasonal event is occurring. And when I say Decorating, I mean Decorating with a capital D. I honestly don’t know where in their house they have room for all the Christmas stuff they put in, on, around, and on top of their house (complete with Santa in his sleigh and all eight reindeer), much of it plastic light-up but also lots of wood cutouts, prepurchased wire frames complete with twinkle lights, etc. They must have at least 200 ornaments out for Christmas alone. Their lawn is the size of a postage stamp, so it’s pretty intense. And at night when they turn the lights on, you can see the multicolored glow for blocks up the street.
They’re amassing a collection of decorations for other times – Fourth of July, Easter, Thanksgiving, etc. – but they’ve got a long ways to go with those. There was one house across the street from them that tried to match them plastic light-up decoration for plastic light-up decoration, but they finally gave up this year and ceded the title of tackiest lawn ornamentation to these folks. I think the whole neighborhood heaved a sigh of relief.
years ago when i was a teenager living with my parents, some members of the hells angels moved next door. needless to say things wern’t good, especially the menacing gaurd dog that they had. so one night on my way home the dog was facing west the wind was blowing west to east i came from east to west walked very quitly keeping out of the dogs rear view that was partially blocked by the parked car, i jumped the dog. the dog thought that he was toast & gave up (whimpered liked a little pussy), but i petted the dog, spoke softly to him & befriended the dog. the next day, infornt of the hells angels the dog came up to me flopped to the ground & let me pet him. couple days later the neighbours moved. good riddance.
Dear Jastu:
Shhhh! Doober across the street might get ideas…
We always knew you were not just a pretty face, jastu. You just need to make sure the neighbours don’t know it’s you guys buying the place - or they may hold out for a premium.