Aw, reminds me of Crazy Neighbor George...except Crazy Neighbor George was an unemployed racist pothead who would sit outside in his boxer shorts with his legs wiiiiiiiiide apart year round and smoke pot and yell racial slurs at the Mexicans in the neighborhood (and that was pretty much everyone but me, George, and Brenda, the woman who lived above me). Then he would try to shoot stray cats with a beebee gun and look in my windows.
I don't miss Crazy Neighbor George at all. I just miss telling stories about him. =)
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Date: 2006-08-27 02:09 pm (UTC)I don't miss Crazy Neighbor George at all. I just miss telling stories about him. =)