Wicked Hawt

Gnat's mention of the redneck neighbor made me think about making a page for my Townie neighbors as they are strangely familiar...father/grandpa lives on one side and his son's family lives behind him which can make for 'interesting times'.

• They have a german shepherd named Chief who roams the neighborhood freely and particularly loves to come to my fence and bark at my dog who eyes him like a noonday snack.
• They love to hoover their SUV frequently with a shop-vac that is louder than a 747 at takeoff. Saturday morning around 8am is the preferred time to start hoovering their prized auto.
• I don't know how many kids actually live there but when the warm weather comes there is always a crowd and one of the little girls has an ulltrasonic scream that pierces the air like a rocket.
• Every winter they make a wooden form which they line with plastic and fill with water to make a skating rink for the kids.
• Today it has reached 100F so out has come the giant inflatable pool complete with floating chair and 6-pack of beer.
• Grandpa, a.k.a. "Buzz" likes to hassle me about "where's that man of yours" whenever I'm out mowing the grass since, in his view of the world, it doesn't matter that I like mowing the grass as my man should be mowing it for me.

Townies around here are also known as Massholes. I can always find them at work whenever someone introduces a Finn named "Pekka" [ pronounced peck-ar in townese ] and they titter like little kids.