when we first moved into the house a few months ago i was greeted (well...no one actually said 'hi') by our new neighbors. they were....how shall i put this...white trashy. you know the kind. screaming and hollering at the children (probably all from different fathers). overweight. yard not mowed. toys left everywhere. etc. etc.
since that first encounter we've come to get to know the grandmother who owns the house. nice enough. the kids are pretty okay too. but the squallering that goes on! and the hacking of lungs from smoking - i kid you not - one day she was out there for 45 minutes hacking and hacking and hacking and spitting. nasty shit.
well today i happen to look out my window and see not one but two squad cars! turns out no one was home but it looked like the cops were going to hang out for a bit and wait but then decided to leave.
now i'm curious.
it's happening. i'm going to turn into that old lady with cats who spies on her neighbors. sigh....
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