re: Neighbor etiquette

Next time they are arguing, go outside and take a dump on your lawn in front of them.

"Sorry, I thought we were supposed to put our shite on display for the whole neighborhood."

Mow your grass.

Blow leaves.

Go outside and pretend to loudly argue with someone.

Tow your home to another location.

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we have a baby Vol on the way

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Save your children from a life of heartache and embarrassment: don't raise them as Vols fans.

Since were talking neighbor etiquette...

My neighbors (A girl, her fiancé and another girl- med students) two doors down barely cut their grass. It’s a rent house.They mow the lawn...sometimes, but never weed eat.

Saturday, after cutting my grass, I walked down and talked to one of the girls living there. Asked if they owned a weed-eater- NO

Do you plan on getting one? Well, we’re only here for a year and blah blah blah.


I felt like saying “Just so we’re clear, your fiancé, the man you plan on marrying, thinks this is ok?” I don’t though. Instead I asked if I could edge and weed eat. So I did. Then I blew all the five months worth of weeds into their yard.

I’m so tired of lazy neighbors. Cut your damn grass!!!

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don't raise them as Vols fan

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I believe his name is based on the Voltigeurs, not the Tennessee Vols

I’d haul a lawn chair, popcorn, and air horn out to the curb, throw them both boxing gloves, and tell them protect yourself at all times round one starts at the sound of the air horn.

I’m an a-hole with a sense of humor so I’d probably do something ignorant like that.

I tell you what though if it ever gets physical stay the hell out of it and call the cops. My buddy tried to pull a guy off a girl that was beating the holy shite out of in a restaurant parking lot over in Lafayette and some punk 20 year oldish guy shot him right in his face. Now he’s dead with a widow and two kids who lost their father.

I’d have to vote mind your own business or tell them take that shite inside the privacy of their own home because it’s getting on your damn nerves.

Listen closely to the argument the next few times they start up. Once you do you’ll be better able to determine if they are headed for divorce. If they are, then one if them will likely move out before little Vol is walking ;)

If the arguments aren’t serious (it’s not an ongoing affair or multiple affairs, an addition to meth or heroin, child abuse etc) and you don’t think they are headed for divorce, then you have to decide if talking to them would do any good. If they’re crazy then it won’t, and it could make things worse - 2 crazy people going after you rather than each other.

Quick story: My brother in law has been cheating on my sister-in-law for over 2 years. After she found out, she was often at my house crying. He still won’t tell the truth even though he knows she hired a private eye and has security camera footage proving it all. Anyway, a couple of times she got into it with him over the phone on my back porch (the kids were inside). One of the times she screamed as loud as can be “because you’ve been f-ing your best friend’s white trash whore wife!” I cringed because my
peach pie just had their second baby neighbors were in their back yard. I knew they heard. I was worried they’d think my husband was cheating and that this type of yelling would be a common occurrence. so i texted them to apologize and let them know it wasn’t me yelling that about my husband. Lol

Their reply was “so sorry your sister in-law is going through this. We will pray for her.”

Could be one or both are hard of hearing and so they are just loud. Until I got my hearing aids last year I didn't realize how deaf I was (worse than 81 year old mother btw). Could be similar with one or both of them.

It's literally laughable how much difference it makes to have hearing aids regarding the volume of discussions. I know in an instant if Mom has hers on or not. If not SHE TALKS THIS. If she does have them on, she talks like this. Pretty certain I'm the same way, and so are others.

Who says I’m a vol fan? Lol come on, baw