l wonder why my neighbours take it upon themselves to tell me that my caravan has leaves under it, l know this, l can see them, they're only leaves, if they were land mines ld be a bit worried, but they're fucking leaves on a road, l live opposite a tree covered park, they blow away and wash down the street in their own time, why do l need to sweep the street???? and last week when l went out the back, the back neighbour has taken it upon himself to lean over my fence and poison the back section of my yard, l dont care if he poisons whats on his side, but when he kills everything for 30 feet from the fence l take a little offfense to this, should l lean over and poison his lawn because l hate grass, and throw some weed seeds on the rest of his lawn to give him something to do in his own yard???, bloody wanker, wouldnt stoop to his level..whats up with these people??? is life "that" boring???
it wont be long and l'll be out of their hair....wonder who they'll pester then *lix*