Let me start of by saying that the man next door is friendly, considerate and warm, everything one could hope for in a neighbor. His wife on the other hand is the exact opposite.

We moved to our house in December 2001 and have been nothing but polite to her, her husband and her two kids (who are just as mean and nasty as she is). She greets and holds conversations with everyone in our neighborhood but she will not even look at us, except to glare with the most hateful scowl you can imagine.

My wife was out with our oldest son this morning, waiting for the bus and talking with another neighbor and her two kids. The Queen came strutting out of her house, said hi to the other neighbor and her kids and went straight to her car to put stuff in it. She came strutting back, looked right at my wife and told her to keep our dog out of her flowers. The only problem is our dog wasn't in her flowers and even it was there would be no way for her to know due to the location of the flowers. She then strutted back inside, her pointed tail dragging behind.

I absolutely hate that woman. She is a mean, nasty bitch who deserves to live the rest of her days alone.