From the first day my redneck neighbors moved in, I had a feeling they were going to be interesting. I'm not sure why i had this feeling, but it might have had something to do with the children climbing in and out of windows on the first night they moved in. It could even be the growing collection of campers, trailers, and assorted junk that developed over the weeks as they moved in.
They seemed like friendly, hard working people that liked to have a good time when the day was through. Not really troublesome, just people that liked to party.
Then, more adults showed up and moved into one of the campers, followed by loud obnoxious music on most nights. I don't give a shit though, it doesn't keep my kids up at night and they always stop by around 10pm.I did some research, and it is against city ordinances to live in a camper within city limits, but I don't care about that shit, they haven't bothered me and I don't plan on bothering them.
Until last night, nothing really exciting has happened across the fence, mostly just some noise and rowdy children that never did anything troublesome. So we come home around 7 last night, and i notice they are having a bonfire. That's funny, I am pretty sure you need to have an above ground fire pit within city limits. Oh well, it isn't any of my business what the weird redneck neighbors do. Later that night, we hear some plates shattering and the smell of burning plastic. Damn, these people are dumb.
Around 11pm the hockey game is winding down, Boston absolutely slaughtered St. Louis, and the fucking fire department shows, lights flashing and siren blaring! The fire department has decent chit chat with the rednecks next door, and then they break out the fire hose and blast that fire out! It was fucking hilarious, and I can't wait to see what other shenanigans the rednecks next door get into.
They'll probably have some great 4th of July parties and massive fireworks displays.