GilaMinumBeer

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I'd do this exactly once.

I'd let the police do the following knocks.

CreamyGoodness

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I lucked out in the neighbors department. I helped the older Italian woman to my left fix her fence (true story) so no worries there ever, and then there is the greek family to my right. "Hi George, we're going to be having a party on Saturday, please let us know if we get too loud." "Loud? No, we've never had neighbors too loud for US".

Those folks can party and roast a mean lamb :-).

Also, why do I feel like I would enjoy chance encounters with Yoop and Bob? I know there would be some killer beer involved...

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You are more likely to have a threesome with members of the Japanese women's curling team whilst spinning a plate on your head than you are likely to screw up a batch of JAOM.

nyer

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If you could smell the dairy barn you would quit drinking milk.

GilaMinumBeer

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Don't ever go visit a chicken coop then.

nyer

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Ok Richard, by the way when did you get the sheep?

Mr_Shinkai

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Preach, preacher!

aiptasia

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We go through weird neighbors. We had one named David that went insane. He was a paranoid schizophrenic and would go off his meds about twice a year and get weird. His parents, both rich doctors, bought the house next to ours for him (great, thanks....). David's usual weirdness usually involved stealing plants and water from neighbors yards for his own and playing religious music until dawn at 120 decible levels. The last straw was David creating a trash version of stonehenge out of beer and soda cans in the driveway, only more creepy and hodge podge. He fought the police in hand to hand combat after neighbors complained for the last time and I guess his parents kicked him out of the house and had him committed.

The new neighbors are renters and while they appear to be nice, we're just hoping they don't invest their money in pitt bulls.

Our other neighbors on the left are only semi-nuts. My DW went through a pretty bitter divorce battle in 2007 and the neighbor-woman took my DW's alcoholic ex-husband's side. Shame, because my DW got custody and the house. Now it's always awkward-sauce between my DW and the woman next door. The man next door (another David, go figure) never took sides (smart) and is actually quite nice. That, plus they're barren, trying to have kids for 20 years with no success, and we just had a 9 month old baby. Jealousy all over that woman's face.

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Paranormal Brewing
Beer so good, it's frightening.
2013: Wamphyri Belgian Dark Strong, Trinidad Scorpion IPA, Shadowman Stout, Bermuda Triangle Barleywine, Bloody Mary RyePA, Pruno.

GilaMinumBeer

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On my last visit to a Baaaah-mitsfa.

nyer

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This is getting good. I forgot one of my old neighbors.
The cigar smoking midget with a lisp named Dick had his cousin living in a camper with no heat, water or electricity behind our houses in the woods. His name was Bud and he was about 55 and lived out there for 2 years with a younger guy in his
20's with no teeth. Dick told me that they were lovers from San Francisco. So there was a 2 year period that my neighbor to the North was a cigar smoking midget with a lisp named Dick. My neighbors to the East lived in a camper in the woods and were always happy. My neighbors to the South were Mennonites with a smelly barn and my neighbor to the West was a pervert. I can't wait to move. The cigar smoking midget with a lisp named Dick is actually pretty cool though.

GilaMinumBeer

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Schtop mekkin' foon of mah speesh impayde, inpedimo, problem.