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Ok, crazy neighbors. And like, my guy is THE Mr.Crazy. When there wasn't any snow, my dad and I were just enjoying our time at the park, throwing a frisbee. And keep in mind, the park is on the other side of the street from his house. For a while, he was sitting outside (
creeper) watching us... play frisbee. So that day, he comes outside and calls my dad over. He told my dad (
in these words) "Go away, I don't want your toy to hit my car".
MR EXTRA CRAZY.
So today, I walked passed the back of his house and I noticed a sign on his Garbage box (where he puts his garbage cans) and there was a sign that said "This garbage is private property. It is not for public use"... You know I guess he doesn't want random hoboes to take craps in there. Even though it's not like he has to pick it up... I guess he's just scared someone is going to pour some acid in his can and it'll melt. That was a good 5$ wasted right there.
Nicae
PS. YOU'RE LOOKING AT THE NEXT BLUES BROS.