I Have a Crazy Neighbor
In college I lived in a garage apartment located on the property line between two identical houses. Constructed circa 1940, each red brick house had a large front porch. To one side was a family who had moved in from the farm to the city. Accompanying them was their large farm dog who had trouble adjusting to city lights and sounds. He would frequently howl with the sirens and bark at anything that passed by. In the other house was an older couple, retired and staunch Methodist. They had been residence for many years but were renters like the rest of us. However, they took exception to the new farm family (and me for that matter, but that's another story) and especially their dog. At night, the old man would sit on the front porch, howl and make the dog react. After a period of time, he'd go back in and call the police to place a complaint about the dog making noise - the very dog he had been provoking. Here's the real kicker - he was a deacon in his church and never missed an opportunity to tell everyone about his status! Unbelievable!! The hypocrisy was enough to gag a maggot!
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