They tried to mow at 0200.

The early bird gets the worm

I'm the worst neighbor I ever had...

We have good neighbors it’s just we’re all about quarter mile apart.

No, you're the worst neighbor everyone else has/had.

And the early worm gets eaten by bird, its a two way double edge sword

Were they nice hooters? First neighbor I had to my east put in a pool and his wife made him double board the fence. She actually thought someone might want to peek between the slats. My experience with neighbors has been it is normally the wife that is the strange one.

They were not terrible. Minus the crack and crazy....would.

Sold my old house (yes, in Arlington) to my best friend of 40 yrs. That house had been in my family since the day it was built in a pretty nice neighbor hood. One of the first times I went over there after moving, the rent house a couple doors down from there was having drama. Apparently the two Rosie O'Donnell hippo's and their mixed race baby was interrupted by the baby daddy and the screaming and the fists went flying. In all my years at that residence, nothing like that had ever happened. I just looked at my buddy in awe and said we better go inside.

So glad I moved to the country.

Bob, I hope you and the new neighbors continue to get along well and have many a driveway toke....beer.

those porkers love that drama

Second mouse gets the cheese.

Are the gypsies still around out there, Bob?

Sounds like the Stones realized they were one song short of an album about an hour before going to press with “Tattoo You“. So, Keith hastily threw down a Keith riff...Mick wrote the first stuff that came to mind and called ‘em lyrics...and they woke up Bobby Keys and had him play sax to make it sound like they were at least trying.

But ultimately, Charlie’s snare sound made it obvious to all...they were just mailing that one in.

Guy that bought the house across the street from me has this weird Sunday ritual of pulling out this giant set of speakers with lights on them and blaring Alan Jackson so loud it sounds like he's in my living room. The guy just stands there in his yard and listens to it. Sometimes he grills but usually he just stands there. Luckily it doesn't last long and he stops once it gets cold.