My neighbor, Bob, is the worst. He's always borrowing my lawn chairs and never giving them back.
I tried to talk to him about it, but he just shrugged and said "I'm sorry, man."
Then, there's Karen, who thinks it's okay to play her music at 6am every morning. I mean, who needs peace and quiet, right?
And don't even get me started on the Jones' who insist on having a garage sale every weekend. I mean, can't they just sell their junk online like normal people?
But, I guess that's why they're neighbors, right?
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