Billy Ray Cyrus is known for letting his big ol' dog poop on his neighbors lawns. That's right, the former mullet master won't pick up his own pup poop and the whole neighborhood is infuriated with him. There is nothing I like reading more than bad neighbor stories. Well almost. Anyway..tell me your bad neighbor story! Post it and let 'em have it!
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gossiplist.com has this tibbit , Billy knocked up a groupie who named the child Destiny Hope because it was Destiny they be together and she Hope he'll marry her. You might know Destiny Hope as Miley.
A friend and neighbor of mine was laid off from a great paying job. His wife stayed home so it was now a no-income househould.
My other neighbor called him to put in a dimmer switch as a surprise for her husband and told him she'd pay him for it.
He was there most of the day and when he was done she paid him - in meatballs!! The guys just lost a $80K a year job and she paid him in meatballs.
we live in a small southern town, we have a lot of transplants mostly from up north.
our house is on a slight curve and the houses are very close together. our neighbor parked her car in the street (so her daughter could play in the garage & driveway)she parked it across from our driveway. my stepdaughter backed out and there wasnt enough room and hit her VAN. i was called at work by stepdaughter(she is 17yrs old) and told her to have the neighbor call me. i told neighbor my husband was on his way home and not to call police because we would take care of the damages.
She not only called the police(we were not denying she hit the VAN) she made a big deal w/the state patrol and said she had a witness which was another neighbor.
my husband is former law enforcement and did speak to the patrolman about the ticket and points off her license.
the patrolman of course said well if your neighbor wouldn't have called us but we have to ticket.
ok, i know it was an accident. my stepdaughter was at fault but we live so close and my son is a friend of her son,i thought that was so unnecessary for her to call the police. we had already called our insurance company and they said no problem.
so now my stepdaughter has a $150 ticket for improper backing and 2 points off her license.
i almost do not even want to speak to her now. i would have never done that to her. we live 15ft across from this woman and are honest and trustworthy people. i took it as a personal slam that would think that we would do her like that.......
SCarolina Girl
I'm on 3 acres of land and thank goodness I'm not too close to neighbors. I like it that way. Though I do have good neighbors.
Eliza
Our neighbour's drunk boyfriend puked -twice- outside our door on the comunal patch of grass. Nice, but the worst part was that he did not clean it up the next morning! And of course my children almost stepped in it when they went out to play. It vermented for three days until another neighbour's dog polished it off for brekkie. Next time my kids have the runs I know which door they will be aiming at..My neighbours on the other side are always drunk and one day the woman came running out screaming at the husband and threw her flowerpots at his car.I am just glad she did not hit my car which was right next to it.Evreybody needs good neighbours with a bit of understanding...
I live in a tri-plex, my neighbor because he has lived here the longest came to me when I moved in informed me that he basically runs the place...I have MAJOR issues with MEN who try to control so didn't like him from day one...he plays his music and tele so loud it knocks things off my wall, he parks his boat and white trash trailer along with his suburban and cadi partially on my side...he has his kids walk their dog and do NOT clean up the crap thats by the mail boxes...I hate him I hate him I hate him..I have named them Asswipe Joe, the oldest daughter is Eddie Haskell and the youngest daugher is the Whiner.
I moved from a place where my upstairs neighbor would stomp her way to bed @ 12:30 AM on nights she didn't come home drunk and then get up @ 5 AM and move furniture and vaccuum. Every day.
She also hit cars she tried to park next to on a regular basis.
Then her boyfriend moved in who did not have a job. He stayed home all day cranking music. It felt like I lived inside a club. Then he started a new hobby which involved a machine hitting the floorboards (hardwoods) at 1 minute intervals for 3 hrs at a time or more.
About once a month he would freak out and smash things into the floor overhead if he heard me speaking below.
Gawd, those were great horror stories.
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