I'll preface the current situation with the reasoning behind my decision. I'll be short, bc I just got drunk with the neighbor's wife while the hubby is out of town.

The spawn of Satan lived next door to me in my old neighborhood. This fricker, and his friends, would kick balls against the fence, shoot paintballs and arrows at the fence, tackle each other into the fence, etc. I swore to never have this problem again.

About a year ago, I moved into a new neighborhood. Since I was the first house on the street, I was able to solely make all my fence decisions. I chose to set my fence exactly 8 inches inside my property line. That way, I wouldn't have to worry about the spawn of Satan #2 kicking his fricking balls against my fence. It seemed somewhat logical and easy.

Fast forward about 7 months, and it isn't turning out as easy as I had hoped. My new cuck arse neighbor is annoying the shite out of me about tying into my fence. I've explained my reasoning about the inset, and I've told him that I would do what was necessary to maintain the area between the fences, but this annoying fricker just keeps on and on about how much easier and cheaper it would be if he just tied into my fence. It has gotten to the point of me wanting to burn his fricking house down. We haven't been speaking for 2 weeks. I think he's mad, bc he tried to talk to me one morning when I was getting the mail...I ignored him and gave him the middle finger for the entire walk...I know it's trashy...he told me as I ignored him.

Now, either his wife wants the dick or she could be a Grammy winning, fence getting actress. I'm drunk, so I'll kinda bullet point this shite.

-cool arse chick; ot 4 in the face; ot 9.5 below the neck; bolt ons; LOOOOOVES red wine.

-about a week after first conversation with cuck husband about the fence, she peeks over the fence and makes a joke about me letting her cuck put up the fence so I didn't risk seeing her lay out; "she doesn't like tan lines."

-has knocked on the door after 10pm twice to get me to come help her with retarded shite...always gave me a stout arse vodka drink...both times I was too busy to hang out.

-always asks for my number...Ive fricked with her for months about her not getting my number, bc I don't want to have to hear shite about the fricking fence via text message.

-tonight, I was drinking on my patio, and she jumps on the fence to see if I wanted some company...I said sure...she comes over...she kill's a bottle of wine...starts giving me a massage when I talked about being sore..."accidentally" falls in my lap drunk...makes a joke about getting the fence if she really wanted it...I told her that I doubt it...sent her drunk åss home before I fricked cuck's wife.

My people are split on whether I'm being an assholes for not letting cuck tie into my fence. Should I just let cuck tie into my fence? I'd probably just make him pay half to move it 8 inches.

Or should I just let cuck's ot 4, with the ot 9.5 body, work her arse off for those 8 inches?

Tia.

Eta UPDATE:

I'm not one to teabag and tell...or teabag, piihb, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc and tell, but she got her cuck a fence.

Should I sell them the 8 inches or just move my fence?

This post was edited on 9/30/17 at 3:50 am

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