Kevin kismet

Mi piacerebbe conoscere:

Goodbye crazy cat lady who feeds wild cats and doesn’t take care of them and then complained that we caught 7 kittens and weren’t giving them water after I’d caught 30 wild cats and brought them to the humane society.

Goodbye fat drunk guy who lives next door in trailer that looks like it should have been scrapped for parts 20 years ago and complained that my lawn wasn’t mowed and then mowed it and I called the police and then you tried to kill me by taking the lug-nuts off my car, so someday I’ll be back to get you.

Goodbye drug dealers who live up the street and have pitbulls that come into my house in the summer and I called the animal control and then you drove by in one of you crappy cars and said something like a coward as you drove off and I yelled at you to say it to my face.

Goodbye guys that live across the way and have band practice until 2am every Thursday night.

Goodbye fairly decent people who live across the street.

Goodbye poor people whose kid is a pervert and isn’t allowed to play with my kids but you haven’t figured out why.

Goodbye drunk guy who yells at his wife and walked by with a gallon of milk and booze and asked me if I wanted to have a drink, which I respectfully declined.

Goodbye nasty people who live around the corner who always have several junk cars and miscellaneous things for sale on your front lawn but never seem to put any money into fixing your house that has tarps over the windows and still tried to sell your “house” for $100, 000.

Goodbye trailer park. Hello neighborhood.

Goodbye trailer. Hello house.