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Her neighbor is going to see this and be like “oh It looks like “judgemental bitch” made a meme.”
Yes. Most of them are “fentanyl zombie” followed by a number.
So do you reuse the number or keep counting up
Number keeps going up
Use their house number for accuracy. You don’t want to be spreading gossip about the wrong fentanyl zombie.
They’re mostly interchangeable
One of my neighbors is Lucrezia and she offered to spell it for me and I was like “It’s cool, I got this, everyone knows the Borgias…”
I couldn’t tell if she was impressed or horrified.
This post is a great example of why we lost America. And what is spreading across the world right now.
Hold a goddamn yard sale and talk to your neighbors people, get to know them, PRETEND you care, at least enough so you can exchange phone numbers and watch each other’s places when you take trips or recognize each others lost dogs.
I promise, it not only gets easier, it becomes a source of pride and comfort knowing the people around you. We have spurned community because it’s more tempting to hide inside and feel miserable and lonely. Losing community was how we lost civics and representation and basic human empathy.
“whaa but my neighbors are all assholes”
I don’t care. You should still know their names.
“Sugar”
Because we were working in the garage and she came over. Dressed in tight, revealing clothing with her breasts pushed up, she asks us a few times if we want to buy any sugar. We were certain she wasn’t talking about baking, but we weren’t sure if she was a sex worker or offering booger sugar. So henceforth, she became Sugar. We’re pretty gay, but not sure if she read that. So maybe it was the latter?
Have you tried being gayer?
I’m sorry… Cat killers?
Hopefully, they just look like people that would be the type to kill cats. Otherwise, they live by psychos.
There’s a family a couple of blocks from me that could be called this although I don’t think it’s intentional on their part. They operate more or less a free range cat colony and the cats keep getting run over because it’s a busy neighborhood with narrow streets and cars parked all along them. I drive very slowly here (there are also lots of kids around) but most people don’t.
Cat hoarders do no one any good.
I have
Johnny Derp - looks like as if Depp was a recovering meth-head
Thicc Ass - the girl that always lets her poodle out in the back yard to shit
Karen - close enough to her real name but sure acts like it
London bros - they are hicks with no etiquette of living in a community. Also they are actually from Guelph, I think…
Frenchman - he’s actually from France and works at a Fromagerie
The Thief - old dude who picks the berries and tomatoes in the alley
I’d like to meet thick ass
I have lived in my house long enough that people around have changed and until I meet them and know their real names they are assigned the last persons name and a version number.
Like Mr. Wilson 2.0
My father’s neighbor has always been “Ms Waldi” to me. 10 years after my mom and I moved out from his house, my dad told me when I was visiting that that’s not her real name.
That lady used to have a dachshund. “Waldi” is a common German name for them (or dogs in general), so my mom used to call her that. My dad copied my mom and I my dad. I still don’t know that woman’s real name.
Oh, and my dad’s new one also calls her by that name.
I can’t remember all my neighbours names (thou I often greet them), but I know their dogs name :-)
Guy obviously having an affair, wine mom, right wing boomer #42, right wing boomer #43…
I know the names of all their dogs.
What’s that lady across the streets number?
69
I’ve got the crazy Germans, the I do yard work and just blow it in the street, the mysterious door dash only guy who might have a harem in his basement, and the fat polite guy who asks if he can park in front of my house so the time.
There’s rabbit girl, who is this anorexic as fuck lady who runs about 20 miles a day, looks just like a sinewy, starved rabbit hop hop hopping along
Do you live in Media, PA by any chance? This sounds like the exact description of a woman that runs through my neighborhood and has to be in her 70s at least. It’s not even running, it’s more of this asymmetrical skip-hopping motion. I’ve never seen anyone or anything look less healthy.
40 year old child. -seen his dad have to come by and teach his kid how to run a lawnmower.
Lumina guy - at one point had 3 Chevy lumina’s
Blue meanie- built like the blue meanies from yellow submarine
Guy fieri- haven’t talked to this guy yet, cause I have no interest in going to flavortown with him.
