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Notes from pissed off neighbors run rampant on the internet. Why are these people so mad? Is it because they moved onto a street within a mile radius of the nearest college campus without considering the inevitability of 20 year olds puking in their front yard? Did they move themselves along with their three kids into an apartment complex known for being the new hotspot for postgrad yuppies that go on noisy 48-hour benders after hard workweeks? On the other side of the coin, did you move your freshly released from college self out to the suburbs to raise hell amongst playgrounds and homeowner’s associations? So I set out on the interwebs in search of neighbors that get it. These are the people you want as your Mr. Rogers, your Wilson that greets you with the “hidey-ho, Tim!” Plus, understanding neighbors are always easier on the arrest record, or in the least, add a little skip in your step.
Favorite Column so far on PGP. Brava
These are life skills. This reminds me when the downstairs neighbors knocked to let us know they were calling the cops. The phrase “Hey dude, do you want a beer?” can go a long way.
That lion though.
I’ve laughed about that lion for 36 hours now. If that guy doesn’t move next door to me, I will move next door to him.
Right? They could do almost no wrong as long as I had pictures show up at my door.
Buzzfeed much?