Here's the story on my neighbors that live across the street from me, I kinda want to say their name on her but I wont. The father is a douchbag who goes out of town every week, I know he's gotta be doing illegal operations, anyway, his wife, well she's white trash, and their 3 sons well they take the cake. About 15 years ago they moved on my block and at first I thought they were cool, but looks are deceiving, they are the most horrible, heartless, idiotic freaks I've ever lived near. The oldest son, he's a total douch, he backed into a car parked on the street and didn't even admit fault, he blamed it on his friend who is probably his gay lover, he's over 300 pounds and plays football at Benedictin University is Lisle IL, the middle boy is not so horrible, but the youngest one is just as rude as the oldest boy! The 3 of them think their poop don't stink because their mommy sells crystal in their home and they've got these cameras on their house and all of them drive $40,000.00 vehicles! And the boys' granddaddy got fired from Goodwill so he turned around and started his own business where people get a better item for a lower price...I try not to use the word hate, dislike is more like it. I just try to be a sweet young lady who wants to have peace and quiet, but not the case the crazies across the street, what's really bad is that the oldest boy has a set of drums in his garage and he's not the greatest drummer, no beat at all..The best part is that everytime the cops go over there, they blame me! I figure someone else on the block is taking care of the situation, so I just ignore the accusations, my biggest peeve is that they let all their friends park right in front of my home, but it's public property and I just have to keep reminding myself that..I'm just glad that I'm not the only person who dislikes their neighbors =)
