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I posted a while back about my Samoan neighbor, and his inability to use a screwdriver, among other things.
Well, some of my other neighbors, being the charitable folks that they are, opened their home to a married couple that had lost their trailer in a fire. They were living in a condemned house, and my neighbors helped 'em out. Nice thing to do. Not necessarily the brightest thing, but nice.
Anyway, they're 25-26, and they fight all the time, bring over their white trash friends, and generally piss off the entire neighborhood.
The guy sees my other car in the garage, a ‘78 442 that's in rough shape, and asks if I want to sell it. I tell him, no, it need engine work, and he offers to rebuild the engine for $200, I buy the parts. Sounds like a good deal, and he could use the cash, so I help him out.
Gets the car running pretty well over the next several weeks, in spite of the fact that he got every liquid in the vehicle on my driveway at varying points, and then wants to take it to his brother's to adjust the timing. I tell him okay, but don't go far with it, because my insurance won't cover you.
Come to find out over the next week or so, he’s been telling my neighbor that he has my permission to drive the car, and has been all over town in it. I tell him twice to not drive the car, but leave the keys with him, so he can finish working on it.
Then one night, I come home, car’s not in the garage. Called the neighbors, they don’t know where they are either. I give them til morning, then I call the cops and file a stolen auto report, which they won’t do anything about until 72 hours have passed.
They call my neighbors later, and give this sob story about how the guy had an allergic reaction to his medicine, and was in the hospital. Nevermind the fact that his medicine was still sitting back at the house.
I get the car back, none the worse for wear, and they get thrown out of the house for generally being useless.
Now I just have to figure out what’s going on with my one of my other neighbors that runs a catering company staffed with bums…
Well, some of my other neighbors, being the charitable folks that they are, opened their home to a married couple that had lost their trailer in a fire. They were living in a condemned house, and my neighbors helped 'em out. Nice thing to do. Not necessarily the brightest thing, but nice.
Anyway, they're 25-26, and they fight all the time, bring over their white trash friends, and generally piss off the entire neighborhood.
The guy sees my other car in the garage, a ‘78 442 that's in rough shape, and asks if I want to sell it. I tell him, no, it need engine work, and he offers to rebuild the engine for $200, I buy the parts. Sounds like a good deal, and he could use the cash, so I help him out.
Gets the car running pretty well over the next several weeks, in spite of the fact that he got every liquid in the vehicle on my driveway at varying points, and then wants to take it to his brother's to adjust the timing. I tell him okay, but don't go far with it, because my insurance won't cover you.
Come to find out over the next week or so, he’s been telling my neighbor that he has my permission to drive the car, and has been all over town in it. I tell him twice to not drive the car, but leave the keys with him, so he can finish working on it.
Then one night, I come home, car’s not in the garage. Called the neighbors, they don’t know where they are either. I give them til morning, then I call the cops and file a stolen auto report, which they won’t do anything about until 72 hours have passed.
They call my neighbors later, and give this sob story about how the guy had an allergic reaction to his medicine, and was in the hospital. Nevermind the fact that his medicine was still sitting back at the house.
I get the car back, none the worse for wear, and they get thrown out of the house for generally being useless.
Now I just have to figure out what’s going on with my one of my other neighbors that runs a catering company staffed with bums…
