Do you have a Harold Shipman Charagter on one side of you ? whilst on the other is a plain Bank Manager who organises Swingers Parties ?
Who is living next to you - Do you know them really ?
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Do you have a Harold Shipman Charagter on one side of you ? whilst on the other is a plain Bank Manager who organises Swingers Parties ?
Who is living next to you - Do you know them really ?
My neighbor to the west is a total asshole. He just lost his wife and kids. Calling her a "bitch, stupid bitch, and scurvy cunt" did not help the marriage. He barks at me if my kids leave their toys in my backyard. Fuck it, its my property.
My neigbor to the East is gun nut as is his wife. For example, when he drove me to work once he made sure that I saw the concealed hand gun he was taking with him. Other than that he is laid back and helpful.
The people across the street are retired and mellow and never bitch. Two houses up from them is a house of a stupid family that call the cops all the time because their daughter has the IQ of a dead squirrel.
My other neighbors don't fuck with me except their damn children seem to want to play with my kids in my yard as early as 8 am on a Saturday.
I'm currently living in a six-apartment house.
The neighbour on the same floor is an old woman. She's half deaf, so her TV is always playing a little loud. She wants to know everything about her 5 neighbours and she seems to be very frustrated as she doesn't know anything about my family and me.
The neighbour above me is a cute girl about my age with two children. Since her husband left her, she's been with another guy who seems to be a sex god. When her children are at their father's, you can hear the bed (or the sofa) banging at least twice a day for at least one hour. It's rather disturbing when it happens just when you're about to do the same
:D , or when it wakes you up at 3AM
. We'll be happy to move to our new house in a few months.
Next to her is a 50 years old single man. Seems to be an antique dealer, specialised in African arts. His children are mulattoes, so I guess he must have been living in Africa. He's only been there for a few months. The previous occupants were an African family (there must be something with this apartment).
At the third floor there is an unmarried couple on the one side (she's in child care and I don't know about him) and a gay young man on the other side. He must have a good job for he drives a Mercedes and always wears quality suits. You wouldn't guess his sexual tendency unless you've seen his boyfriends :\ohwell: . He'll soon move to a brand new apartment of his own.
My family and I will move to our own new house at the end of the summer. We already know our future neighbours: a married couple with two children (8 or 9 years old). She's Indian and is, according to her husband, a fine cook. I hope we'll become friends :D .
My first neighbour is an old lady, a bitch who I don't even talk to because she likes talking crap and she always fights her husband till late at night and they are doing it very loud so I can't sleep. Awful!
The neighbours are ok,but there kid's are a noisey bunch of so and so's,i cant get much sleep cause of them,never mind that's life though...
To my East I have neighbours who hate me - just because my dad built the houses behind us (which they didnt want) & I didnt change my name & dis-own my day. They give me hell whenever they can & I ignore them when I can.
To the west is a side-road - which is much nicer![]()
On the righ we have a family with 3 kids. The man is a pilot with SAS. He has wife and kids, but looks like a gay. I bet he's just a stewart (he he). He jell at my kids when the are loau in OUR backyard. He hates our cat, and kick her out if she goes into their backyard. Fucking NAZI GAY SCUM!
On the left is a young family with small kids. We hardly ever sees them. They 3 big Rottweilers that we hardly ever see either (thank God) we only hear them from inside the house.
The rest are almost only old people. The houses in our area was build 1967, and many who moved in are still living here.
Wanna see pics?
Rottweillers are the dog of choice for scumbag Americans. I used to like them but now they get on my tits because of the people that own them. That is why I have a Great Pyrenese, used for centuries by Basque sheep herders to fend off bears and wolves. I figured that a Pyr could kill a Rottie if necessary. My arshloch neighbor had two Rotties and other people have some in the vicinity. My neighbors probably hate us because a Pyrenese will bark at anything especially low flying satellites and disturbances in the Force.
But don't Rottweilers need exercise? How come my neighbours never take them for a walk? They take a shit in their backyard, that's all. Poor dogs
NObabe wrote: My first neighbour is an old lady, a bitch who I don't even talk to because she likes talking crap and she always fights her husband till late at night and they are doing it very loud so I can't sleep. Awful!
maya there not fighting there shagging![]()
I live in the blocks, there is four flats on my floor, niece people - only one alcoholic, name Jack, hehe
fact51 wrote:
NObabe wrote: My first neighbour is an old lady, a bitch who I don't even talk to because she likes talking crap and she always fights her husband till late at night and they are doing it very loud so I can't sleep. Awful!
maya there not fighting there shagging
What do I know? I'm still a virgin.
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well, the guys downstairs from us are illegal immigrants from brazil who enjoy standing around outside at 6 AM, talking as loud as they possibly can...and i think the people across from us are drug dealers. they always have people rolling up at 3 in the morning with the bass pumping and then leaving 5 minutes later. the people upstairs and next to us don't seem to live in the apartment, they just 'move merchandise' from the storage closet on the porch every few days.
and the woman who lives downstairs and one over has no nose.
I live in a 25 story building that has 208 apartments. I'm on the second floor, but still at street level, because the building is built into a hill, so the first three floors all have street-level entries.

On my floor, there are only two residents (including myself), and a business. The other resident on the floor is an 85 year old guy named Charlie, who spends all of his time helping at the women's shelter. He collects unwanted items from the other residents of the building (they leave clothes and other items at his door) and brings them to the shelter's second-hand shop. He does it in memory of his wife.
Next door to me is an apartment that's being used as a business by a guy who sells stamps. Yeah, I don't get it either.
Then there's my apartment. The rest of the floor is utility rooms and the laundry room.
well no matter how bad you lot have it none of u can even come close to the abysmall state of affairs in my neighbourhood.
for one i live next door to a SCOUSER,the guy across has just had dental surgery so now every time i look at him im humming the MR ED theme tune to myself,on the other side ive got a copper,dectective no less.
"oh well have to pop round for a drink mike",not fuckin likely m8,what with my extensive bootleg dvd n cd collection.
oh and on the corner is a lonely FAT, UGLY divorcee whos taken a ahem (shine) to me.
reeds rains here we come.
Twist wrote: My neigbor to the East is gun nut as is his wife. For example, when he drove me to work once he made sure that I saw the concealed hand gun he was taking with him. Other than that he is laid back and helpful.
I shudder to think of the husband and wife Twist refers to as a gun nuts...
In Boston, I can't hear my neighbors in my dorm building. In Philly, when I'm at my mom's house, I live in a duplex. The neighbors who share a wall with us have two screeching toddlers and both "adults" seem to think they can do what they want to my parents' small property - cutting branches off a tree, having their dog shit on my parents' lawn, letting their kids chalk up the steps, bending up their fence. They also scratched up my mother's car a few times and had the nerve for the past two summers to call the police when my parents had the TV on too loud. They'll also have "smoke out" parties on their porch in the summer, which means all their cigar smoke finds its way into my mother's house. Between them, there's been fights on the street about the property line and about noise between the wall. I've had to talk to the police with my mother a few times, although it's rather stupid that the police would ask me any questions, since it's rather obvious I'd side with my parents and not two fuckwits. Quite frankly, I'm glad I'm out of northwest Philly and up in Boston.
i have 3 roommates up at school but they're hardly ever around so i'm on my lonesome quite often. only rich glitter-bitch girls living next door who don't talk to us...and some typical frat-boy wannabes next door.
down here at my parents' place, we have an old married couple on one side who are nice, but a weird old woman on the other side who used to come out and glare at us when we were out in the yard. She'd call the cops on us if we had a campfire down by the water, start slamming windows and doors if she didn't like us being out in the yard, and when me and the neighbor kids used to play baseball in the driveway when we were younger, she'd stare at us from a window on the side of her house, then duck back behind the curtain when we'd look over....creepy! Then my friend kinda swung too hard one time and the bat flew out of his hands, went over the fence, and broke through her garage window. Whoops!
Just across the street, going south, is a McDonald's, and the only time I frequent that place is when I'm either too tired to cook or the weather's really really bad, which works out to about 1 or 2 times a year.
Kitty corner is an apartment complex, which is no longer housing a lot of Mexicans in it. I really didn't mind them at all, I just didn't wanna hear their music that loud at 11 in the evening when they're standing around in the parking lot.
House across the street is vacant, though it looks like a young couple may be moving in soon, and my neighbor to the right is hardly ever home, so I can usually make as much noise as I want to.
There are no neighbors living behind me, it's a vacant field next to a refrigeration shop and a Mexican restaurant. I live one block from a busy main road, and three blocks from both a high school and a middle school, which means lots of kids for nine months of the year.
Green wrote:
There are no neighbors living behind me, it's a vacant field next to a refrigeration shop and a Mexican restaurant. I live one block from a busy main road, and three blocks from both a high school and a middle school, which means lots of kids for nine months of the year.
Sounds like a good spot, Allan. If the grass is green, play ball! On the field, I mean....
I certainly might, if the damn city revises its policy of mowing it
more than once a year.
The yearly event will probably
occur in June, I think
Digital Mike wrote:
No nose , how does she smell ?
Awfull BOOM BOOM
well, i have wondered what happens when she gets a cold. can you see
the boogers crusted in her sinuses? or does it all just fall out, as
she has no nose to catch the flow? ![]()
I have an Indian family next door.Pleasant to talk to but they dont half have some right old domestics.The walls are thin and although i found it quite disturbing when i first moved in i now find it fuuny to listen to them shouting and fighting.Im sure one of them is gonna get murdered by the Father one of these days.Oooh and that smell of curry always gets me in the mood for a Chicken Madras meself!!![]()