My Roly Poly Neighboors can be quite entertaining:
- They consists of a 4 whales, husband and wife + 2 ugly teenagers that are growing up just like their parents..
- They mow their tiny yard with a huge riding lawnmower and a battery operated fan attached to it (no shit).. Hell, I mow my lawn - as in 2 acres - with a push mower. They asked me before why I don't get a riding lawn mower and I tell them unless I'm horribly disabled or 98 years there's no need..
- They have these monthly bake parties where all the whales of the neighboorhood come over and bury theirselves in cake & icecream.. My wife & I don't participate..
Well, to add to this tale of horror I was out in the yard Wednesday evening, just finished push mowing half the yard and I heard a fucking bell.. I asked my wife wtf was that and she said it sounds like a cow bell. I stare through the bushes to the neighboors yard (we keep the bushes high as possible) and they're ringing a bell to let their horribly fat kids know it's feeding time!
They did this Thursday as well.. You should see the kids run too! Who says fat people can't run... My god you'd think somebody lit their ass on fire as they sprint and roll, shaking the ground as they head to feeding time!
- They consists of a 4 whales, husband and wife + 2 ugly teenagers that are growing up just like their parents..
- They mow their tiny yard with a huge riding lawnmower and a battery operated fan attached to it (no shit).. Hell, I mow my lawn - as in 2 acres - with a push mower. They asked me before why I don't get a riding lawn mower and I tell them unless I'm horribly disabled or 98 years there's no need..
- They have these monthly bake parties where all the whales of the neighboorhood come over and bury theirselves in cake & icecream.. My wife & I don't participate..
Well, to add to this tale of horror I was out in the yard Wednesday evening, just finished push mowing half the yard and I heard a fucking bell.. I asked my wife wtf was that and she said it sounds like a cow bell. I stare through the bushes to the neighboors yard (we keep the bushes high as possible) and they're ringing a bell to let their horribly fat kids know it's feeding time!
They did this Thursday as well.. You should see the kids run too! Who says fat people can't run... My god you'd think somebody lit their ass on fire as they sprint and roll, shaking the ground as they head to feeding time!