Being a breed and all...
I made it one of my life’s tasks to not own
I failed that task
To say the least we live in the sticks, bushes, woods, outta town.
During the first month we met nearest neighbor {250-300 yards away}
He reported in a grumpy voice [I had a verbal agreement to buy this property]
Well Boo Fnnn Hooo.
A year later I found him on the property cutting brush.
Went to the house got my recurve 50# bow, went back and informed him he was trespassing, and he had 30 seconds to live.
Other neighbor lives bout half mile off
His driveway is my easement
Thinks it’s OK to store his 40’ RV on “his” driveway
He doesn't understand the easement concept
Also thinks it’s OK to start that ass-hole thing at 3 a.m. {“gotta take it in to the shop”}
Well Boo Fnnn Hooo
For 4 years he’s been cleaning his leaves and debris and dumping it on my place
My wife councils me to pick my fights carefully
So I did
Walked up to them in the act and his wife glibly remarks “What’s the problem? it’s all biodegradable”
As I have a wont to do, I allowed my alligator mouth to overload my hummingbird ass
And replied
That all makes perfect sense to a halfwit low-life cunt, but not to me
Get that crap back in your truck and high-tail it offa here

Ah the model of the neighbor ya wished for
Ain’t I?