my mum just moved into a new flat sitting on lawn outside which is for the whole block of flats,this stupid bitch of a neighbour came out and said can u move?sorry its alright for her to have a party and not us?some people living in posh flats are really stuck up their own backsides anyone else have neighbours from hell stories?
My idiot neighbours enjoy listening to dance music at 3AM. Weirdly, i've developed a liking of playing my guitar, with the amp turned all the way up to 10, at 3AM.
My neighbour is a little joy-riding ****, who never works and is usually either pissed or off his face on e's. He lives with his walkover parents and is often arguing with them out in the street or trashing their house. The other week he thumped some fellas da when he was on e's and a group of lads turned up at his door pissed of their faces at 12.30 at night. They screamed at him to come out of his house before throwing bottles at his door and trying to kick the front door in. Went on for about an hour before the police called up and starting lifting people. I told him before that he has to watch out who he hangs around with and the people that he ****s over or it will come back to haunt him. He obviously didn't listen, but the sooner his ma and da kick him out the better.
I've had pain in the arse neighbours before, more often than not. One man, who happened to be married to an Oriental lady, used to play loud music all weekend long often from 8am to past midnight. When I finally snapped and went round to have words with him, he called me a Nazi, reckonned I had a problem with his missus' race. ****ing loon. I laughed when he lost his job, had to sell up and, presumably, move in with his parents. I also once made the mistake of buying an ex-council house. Most people on the estate were fine but about 20% were the absolute scum of the Earth. Never again. Round here, the only problem family is that of this solicitor prick who swaggers up and down the lane like a total cock whilst letting his dogs do what they want. They've attacked our dogs and cats various times.
Used to live right next to a bitch of a neighbour. only she was a bitch, rest were ok. She didn't like kids, so me and all the kids on the block got my dads tools and cut all the trees down separating my garden with her's. Even cut through the wooden fence. She calmed down afterwards. Though was only 12 at the time, the bitch got the point that being a real bitch only gonna cause yourself problems, and minus some trees and a wooden fence!
I used to live in the hotel by the twin towers, been working nights for 6 months straight, god that day i was totally ****ed( needed sleep). You know the rest
the first house i ever bought was a nightmare for about a week. The couple i bought it off had only lived there 11 months, and were desperate to move. It was perfect for me so i never questioned it the house next door was rented acccomodation, and the guy living there was a dealer. I couldnt care less generally, but it was a terrace and our doors were next to each other, so anyone knocking on his sounded like it was mine. alays at night every 10-20 minutes. I spoke to the fell and he basically told me to fook off. a week later he left over night
we have welsh neighbours. their kids are little ****s, putting rubbish through the fence panels onto our back garden and just generally being ****s.
Punch them. I hate welsh people (being welsh, i know how bad we are), they're arrogant, ginger (i'm not) piles of crap.
the mum sits on her arse all day doing absolutely nothing, smoking herself to death and watching daytime tv. the bloke is a benefits scrounger, he went off work because of this accident about 4 years ago and he still hasnt gone back. the kid is ****ed, probably because of the smoking, and cant talk properly, plus with the welsh accent he calls me "Den". ****ing ******ed i swear.
I think it's a rule, to be welsh you must be unemployed. I'm currently on benefits (i need them, to pay my mother the rent), but i'm actually looking to get back into work. Can't live on this ****e amount of money. I don't know why people like living off benefits.
We used to live on a rougher area, and the neighbours were pretty scummy. Always had their music on late and insisted on being very noisy when shagging.
the woman is sickable. she could probably be quite attractive if she tried but she's got that sort of figure where all the weight goes on the tummy so she's like a little barrel. always wears clothes that are far too tight and has this really bright dyed red long straggly hair. she looks a mess everytime she leaves the house. the bloke was riding his bike on the motorway when a van in front's load fell off the back because it wasnt strapped down properly and hit him. quite bad injuries and all but he's been fine for about 3 years
Credit to my neighbours, i didn't know you could be so loud when screwing someone. It's like they've got foghorns rammed down their throats "this is the HMS fukalot. Permission to cum aboard?" HOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNKKKKKKKKKKKK Thats a feeble impression of what it sounds like.
Maybe As for your next door neighbour's barrel-esque figure - that's the classic council estate figure for women. It's a strange phenomenon that only seems to affect rough birds.
