Merry_Widow
Fanatic Posts: 598 Registered: 24/8/2002 Status: Offline
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posted on 26/4/2003 at 10:55 AM |
Okay, we have all had them. Those really annoying neighbors that have one,
or, several little quirks that make your life just a little more uncool.
Maybe they are nosey, maybe they strut around nude, or maybe they like to
leave an alarm going off for over an hour on a saturday morning after a
long night of them trying to crank out off-key Blink 182 tunes, and then
leave other people in the building to call you and hang up because they
think the alarm mess is coming from your room. And of course...there's
more...
So after living with those idiots for a semester, I was thinking there must
be other people to share in my pain. What are your neighbor horror stories? ____________________ Okay, dazzle me. |
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Abbadon
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posted on 26/4/2003 at 12:09 PM |
This would happen a lot less if America was less densely populated. ____________________ Light is changing to shadow, and casting a shroud over all we have known. |
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VampCourt
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posted on 26/4/2003 at 04:37 PM |
Back when i was living in MA, i had some upsairs neighboors that were a few
18 yr olds. It was a two bed room apartment but they made it a three
beroom having the third fucko make the living room up there his bedroom.
They were dirty, discusting and rude. In fact there was the embarrasement
of the living room being above my living room and the guy above me having
sex with his girlfriend, and her screaming at the top of her lungs
everytime he thrusted. Fucken SICK. It was sooooooo embarrasing when my
friends came over and what not. finally i called the police and the
neighboors did as well.. because aparently they were purposfully leaving
the windows open.
Gawd. pardon me.. i need to wash that out of my head again...
____________________ "Thou shalt not be afraid of the dark, nor of graveyards nor ghosts nor the
devil, for thou art scarey and mean." -The Goth commandments
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Erishkigal
Member Posts: 62 Registered: 5/10/2002 Status: Offline
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posted on 26/4/2003 at 06:12 PM |
What can I say? I almost feel left out. Living in the same area for over
ten years and not one neighbour horror story. Some of mine are mean, but
generally to each other. The father of the mentally/physically disabled
girl next door left her mum on HER mums funeral. Now she has a toyboy with
a flash car, hehe. ____________________ Let viagra bring the magic back. |
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bettie_x
Extreme Fanatic Posts: 1570 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 26/4/2003 at 11:01 PM |
Oh we've had LOTS of neighbor horror stories because we generally lived in
the ghetto because it was the only place that wasn't horridly
overpriced.
When living on the east hill of kent, we had a neighbor girl named britany
who would have old guys come and throw things at her window to get her to
come out, and on a regular basis we could lay in bed and listen to her and
her retarded mother scream at each other and throw shit at each other, or
she'd have friends over and the night would be full of blasting blink 182
and green day music and high pitched girl voices talking about stupid
stupid make your brain bleed girl things.
Oh, and the building's laundromat was right under our apartment, and I
twice caught some fucker goin through my fucking UNDERWEAR in the washer,
and we'd even get to listen to kids trashing shit under there, jumping on
the washers and dryers and all sorts of nice loud things. Oh, and then
there were the mormons across the lot with which we got into an (uh)holy
war with....and all the kids were fucking nosy, and they "broke in" to our
apartment twice, and succeeded only in getting the holy living shit scared
out of them by michael.
Then in pacific, we lived next to what I swear to god were
terrorists...four middle aged men coming and going at ALL hours of the
night, yelling at each other (not in english which is agony for an
irritated and overly curious neighbor) at all hours, making loud wierd
sounds, bangings, crashings....and once I heard them coming up the steps so
I watched through my peephole and when they opened up their door I saw that
their apartment was EMPTY but there were boxes and buckets all over and the
carpet was FUCKED. And the downstairs neighbors were pretty cool people,
but they liked to barbecue and not warn us and we'd be enjoying a nice
summer draft through an open door and their barbecue smoke would all of a
sudden flood our apartment and make us want to die.
I have no close neighbors now and it is heaven. ____________________ Trapped in time. Surrounded by evil. Low on gas. |
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Psychopixi
Fanatic Posts: 376 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 27/4/2003 at 04:33 AM |
Hmm, I used to live next door to a policewoman. That was awful. She would
have parties about once a week and the wall between our houses were paper
thin. We could hear her cuckoo clock going off, so the music was
unbearable. She acted like because she was a cop she could do whatever she
wanted and get away with it. My mum solved the problem though - first of
all she pointed out that she could hear the cop and her boyfriend having
sex, and secondly she called up her friend Jeremy who just happened to be
Loretta's (the nasty neighbour) superior.
The house before that we were stuck next to a woman with about seven kids.
The kids would cry at night, and she'd just scream at them to be quiet. So
they'd cry more... That family also had an abusive boyfriend and you could
hear them chucking stuff at each other, plus he got arrested on what seemed
like a weekly basis. I don't think anyone in that household got on - they
had cats and dogs that would fight in the backgarden, shit in OUR
backgarden and generally be annoying as hell! ____________________ Do not fear death so much, but rather the inadequate life. |
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Dolorosa
Extreme Fanatic Posts: 856 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 27/4/2003 at 08:58 PM |
Hmm, I remember, two of the worst neighbors I ever had. I had 'em both
when I was about twelve.
The neighbor to the left used to molest his daughter and beat her around a
lot. He even tried to pick up my sister and strangle her once because she
said he was "A creepy guy." My mom, bless her heart put a glock 9.mm in his
face and told him that if he ever so muched as looked at either of us,
she'd take all his troubles off his mind for 'em.
The others however were even worse by their dubious virtue of inaction. Whn
my dad would beat me and my sister bloody (and my mom for that matter) I
knew they could hear it. I mean shit...walls were getting broken, glass,
bodies and there was a lot of screaming, but no one ever helped us
out...and hell, we didn't even know what to do for that matter. It was
several years after that I found out they didn't call the police or try to
help us kids because my father explained to them that he was only acting in
accordenance with the Xian faith...they were Xian's too and believed in
that whole spare the rod spoil the child sort of thing...a rod, sure...but
how about a housing support? Or a fist? Morons...both of those households
can rot in a hell of their own devising for all I care...other than that, I
was the troublesome neighbor more often than not. ____________________ In the valley of the Goats, the Goat Fucker is King |
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burn1311
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posted on 28/4/2003 at 04:57 PM |
dear shit, Dolo. I'm so sorry |
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Starlight
Extreme Fanatic Posts: 618 Registered: 27/9/2002 Status: Offline
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posted on 29/4/2003 at 01:13 AM |
We bought a house as soon as possible to get away from a lot of the
neighbor stuff. The teenage guy next door had a wife and girlfriend who
both gave birth around the same time to his kids. So they'd have cat fights
constantly...police would come...they'd bring the babies to me. Our phone
became their phone, and we were apparently their first-aid station as well.
One morning they came over and told us about our car having been broken
into the night before...while they watched...and decided that they didn't
think they should wake us or call the police...cuz well it might cause
problems. *geeze*..So I got them to quit coming over after I pulled out a
big black witches bible and stood outside their sliding glass door
pretending to hold a ceremony of some sort while my husband did the
chimes...then I looked at them through their sliding glass door and smiled
then went back in our apartment. They left us alone until we moved out. ____________________ "When choosing between two evils, I always like to try the one I've never
tried before." ~Mae West
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