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PrintableOur neighbors SUCK, infact the whold street sucks!
back in the day when i was a kid ...everyone knew everyone else and we had block parties...etc... this street is boring..ppl never come out their house   | |
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One4All4Ever said: MoniGram said: I don't really know the neighbors to the south of me, I know they have one daughter and that's about it. They don't talk much and are very weird.
The neighbors to the north of me, we know pretty good, Matt & Christina, they have come over with their two kids for bbq's etc... The house we use to live in, we had great neighbors...they actually became some of our best friends, going out, sharing bdays, was a good time. do you always carry a compas ?   No..I just tend to use directions like that.  Proud Memaw to Seyhan Olivia Christine ,Zoey Cirilo Jaylee & Ellie Abigail Lillian  | |
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MoniGram said: One4All4Ever said: do you always carry a compas ? No..I just tend to use directions like that. I knew they do that in China you can be in the middle of the city surrounded by skyscrapers and ask for directions, they always know where the north is (and no they don't have the parallel streets like u guys do.)
seriously, Chinese are born with a built-in compas ... | |
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Here's a quick rundown...
Jane the Crack-Dealer. Heroin addict. Looks like Noeline Bourke from 1980s Australian TV show 'Prisoner: Cell Block H'. Sells crack to friends and family (hers not mine). Surprisingly quiet 99.9% of the time. Mother to a twenty-something year-old son whom I've never seen. Has a colourful array of friends including: Lee (the ex-boyfriend whom looks old enough to be her grandson). He sporadically has noisy sex with her about once a month which always ends with them throwing what sounds like furniture at each other. Bart. Lee the ex-boyfriend's dog. Smells of stale rice. Looks like a bathmat that's been hung-out to dry. Spike. Jane's current dog. Appears to be a Great Dane. Deposits huge human-like turds in the lobby from time-to-time. Angel. Jane's main supplier. Looks like Ainsley Harriott dressed as Ali G. He pressed my buzzer once when I was expecting a pizza and I greeted him at the front door with cash - which resulted in a hilarious comedy of errors as he thought I wanted some of "the good shit". Metal Teeth Man. Looks like Samuel L. Jackson - but with metal teeth. It appears that at one time he wanted to kill Jane and Lee, but his visits are now more convivial. The first time I met him in the lobby, he was questioning another neighbour as to Jane's whereabouts (a few seconds after which, Jane's ex-boyfriend Lee jumped out of her bedroom window, breaking my washing line in the backyard upon his descent). No-Teeth Hooker. She's a hooker. With no teeth. Her daughter is also a hooker. I've only seen her daughter around here once. I was on the bus home from work and she was stood at the front of the bus, arguing with her skanky boyfriend/pimp. At the climax of the argument, she screamed down the bus "Who wants to fuck me?"... Gypsy Bob. He's a gypsy called Bob. ===== Barry. Most probably bisexual. Ex-burglar but now (allegedly) runs a recycling business. Sets off at six in the morning in his big blue van and when I get home from work, the backyard looks like a scrap yard. Drinks heavily. Was once in prison but doesn't like to talk about it. Tried to bite my neck the last time I saw him. His favourite film is 'Mc.Vicar', starring Roger Daltrey. Plays Oasis albums very loud but also owns an Avril Lavigne album which he plays when off his face on cheap cider. Plays guitar and once wrote a song called 'Robert Burns' about another neighbour called Robert whom burned to death (after passing out drunk and leaving a frying pan on). ===== Bogie. Chavvy twink. I've only seen him once since he moved-in four months ago. Possibly moved straight back out again. He had a house-warming party which he invited me to. The party was gatecrashed by what looked like a rugby team. Never ever saw him again after that. ===== Fitchy. Paranoid schizophrenic. He believes that his brain melted one night after sleeping with his head next to a radiator. Used to have a dog which apparently told him to "do things". The dog ran away one day - no doubt to do it's own thing... Spends a lot of time at Barry's place. ===== Piss-Head Dave. One-eyed alcoholic Oliver Reed lookalike. Prone to singing 'Downtown' by Petula Clark at three a.m. in the morning. Was once seen by Barry to be vaccuuming his front lawn. ===== Mad Mary. Never seen her, but she lives in the next block below Piss-Head Dave. It's been reported that she's over 70 years old and walks to the corner shop in her nightie. She owns power tools of some sort because every Saturday I can hear the sound of drilling or sanding. ===== Everybody remember this? http://www.youtube.com/wa...a_oOjoSJx8 | |
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Justin1972UK said: Here's a quick rundown...
Jane the Crack-Dealer. Heroin addict. Looks like Noeline Bourke from 1980s Australian TV show 'Prisoner: Cell Block H'. Sells crack to friends and family (hers not mine). Surprisingly quiet 99.9% of the time. Mother to a twenty-something year-old son whom I've never seen. Has a colourful array of friends including: Lee (the ex-boyfriend whom looks old enough to be her grandson). He sporadically has noisy sex with her about once a month which always ends with them throwing what sounds like furniture at each other. Bart. Lee the ex-boyfriend's dog. Smells of stale rice. Looks like a bathmat that's been hung-out to dry. Spike. Jane's current dog. Appears to be a Great Dane. Deposits huge human-like turds in the lobby from time-to-time. Angel. Jane's main supplier. Looks like Ainsley Harriott dressed as Ali G. He pressed my buzzer once when I was expecting a pizza and I greeted him at the front door with cash - which resulted in a hilarious comedy of errors as he thought I wanted some of "the good shit". Metal Teeth Man. Looks like Samuel L. Jackson - but with metal teeth. It appears that at one time he wanted to kill Jane and Lee, but his visits are now more convivial. The first time I met him in the lobby, he was questioning another neighbour as to Jane's whereabouts (a few seconds after which, Jane's ex-boyfriend Lee jumped out of her bedroom window, breaking my washing line in the backyard upon his descent). No-Teeth Hooker. She's a hooker. With no teeth. Her daughter is also a hooker. I've only seen her daughter around here once. I was on the bus home from work and she was stood at the front of the bus, arguing with her skanky boyfriend/pimp. At the climax of the argument, she screamed down the bus "Who wants to fuck me?"... Gypsy Bob. He's a gypsy called Bob. ===== Barry. Most probably bisexual. Ex-burglar but now (allegedly) runs a recycling business. Sets off at six in the morning in his big blue van and when I get home from work, the backyard looks like a scrap yard. Drinks heavily. Was once in prison but doesn't like to talk about it. Tried to bite my neck the last time I saw him. His favourite film is 'Mc.Vicar', starring Roger Daltrey. Plays Oasis albums very loud but also owns an Avril Lavigne album which he plays when off his face on cheap cider. Plays guitar and once wrote a song called 'Robert Burns' about another neighbour called Robert whom burned to death (after passing out drunk and leaving a frying pan on). ===== Bogie. Chavvy twink. I've only seen him once since he moved-in four months ago. Possibly moved straight back out again. He had a house-warming party which he invited me to. The party was gatecrashed by what looked like a rugby team. Never ever saw him again after that. ===== Fitchy. Paranoid schizophrenic. He believes that his brain melted one night after sleeping with his head next to a radiator. Used to have a dog which apparently told him to "do things". The dog ran away one day - no doubt to do it's own thing... Spends a lot of time at Barry's place. ===== Piss-Head Dave. One-eyed alcoholic Oliver Reed lookalike. Prone to singing 'Downtown' by Petula Clark at three a.m. in the morning. Was once seen by Barry to be vaccuuming his front lawn. ===== Mad Mary. Never seen her, but she lives in the next block below Piss-Head Dave. It's been reported that she's over 70 years old and walks to the corner shop in her nightie. She owns power tools of some sort because every Saturday I can hear the sound of drilling or sanding. ===== Everybody remember this? http://www.youtube.com/wa...a_oOjoSJx8 You win, dude...  | |
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Justin1972UK said: Here's a quick rundown...
Jane the Crack-Dealer. Heroin addict. Looks like Noeline Bourke from 1980s Australian TV show 'Prisoner: Cell Block H'. Sells crack to friends and family (hers not mine). Surprisingly quiet 99.9% of the time. Mother to a twenty-something year-old son whom I've never seen. Has a colourful array of friends including: Lee (the ex-boyfriend whom looks old enough to be her grandson). He sporadically has noisy sex with her about once a month which always ends with them throwing what sounds like furniture at each other. Bart. Lee the ex-boyfriend's dog. Smells of stale rice. Looks like a bathmat that's been hung-out to dry. Spike. Jane's current dog. Appears to be a Great Dane. Deposits huge human-like turds in the lobby from time-to-time. Angel. Jane's main supplier. Looks like Ainsley Harriott dressed as Ali G. He pressed my buzzer once when I was expecting a pizza and I greeted him at the front door with cash - which resulted in a hilarious comedy of errors as he thought I wanted some of "the good shit". Metal Teeth Man. Looks like Samuel L. Jackson - but with metal teeth. It appears that at one time he wanted to kill Jane and Lee, but his visits are now more convivial. The first time I met him in the lobby, he was questioning another neighbour as to Jane's whereabouts (a few seconds after which, Jane's ex-boyfriend Lee jumped out of her bedroom window, breaking my washing line in the backyard upon his descent). No-Teeth Hooker. She's a hooker. With no teeth. Her daughter is also a hooker. I've only seen her daughter around here once. I was on the bus home from work and she was stood at the front of the bus, arguing with her skanky boyfriend/pimp. At the climax of the argument, she screamed down the bus "Who wants to fuck me?"... Gypsy Bob. He's a gypsy called Bob. ===== Barry. Most probably bisexual. Ex-burglar but now (allegedly) runs a recycling business. Sets off at six in the morning in his big blue van and when I get home from work, the backyard looks like a scrap yard. Drinks heavily. Was once in prison but doesn't like to talk about it. Tried to bite my neck the last time I saw him. His favourite film is 'Mc.Vicar', starring Roger Daltrey. Plays Oasis albums very loud but also owns an Avril Lavigne album which he plays when off his face on cheap cider. Plays guitar and once wrote a song called 'Robert Burns' about another neighbour called Robert whom burned to death (after passing out drunk and leaving a frying pan on). ===== Bogie. Chavvy twink. I've only seen him once since he moved-in four months ago. Possibly moved straight back out again. He had a house-warming party which he invited me to. The party was gatecrashed by what looked like a rugby team. Never ever saw him again after that. ===== Fitchy. Paranoid schizophrenic. He believes that his brain melted one night after sleeping with his head next to a radiator. Used to have a dog which apparently told him to "do things". The dog ran away one day - no doubt to do it's own thing... Spends a lot of time at Barry's place. ===== Piss-Head Dave. One-eyed alcoholic Oliver Reed lookalike. Prone to singing 'Downtown' by Petula Clark at three a.m. in the morning. Was once seen by Barry to be vaccuuming his front lawn. ===== Mad Mary. Never seen her, but she lives in the next block below Piss-Head Dave. It's been reported that she's over 70 years old and walks to the corner shop in her nightie. She owns power tools of some sort because every Saturday I can hear the sound of drilling or sanding. ===== Everybody remember this? http://www.youtube.com/wa...a_oOjoSJx8 Justin you need to write a TV show | |
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I live next door to a doctor (don't know what kind of doctor), but that's the title preceeding her name on the mailbox. Much, much older than I am. She's quiet and respectable and quite mysterious. Highly private. When I see her walking -- which is a rare sight since she usually calls for a cab service to pick her up -- she always dons a very large black sun hat and she dresses in dark colors, too.
I respect her privacy and she respects mine. All in all, my neighbors are friendly for the most part. They wave in the morning and are all very respectable. It's a very adult neighborhood. Not much by the way of children, and the ones that do live here are so well-coddled. I also live next to a band of musicians who like to jam in the adjacent building on sporadic evenings, but that doesn't really bother me. ... [Edited 8/30/07 19:59pm] | |
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