Tell your entertaining neighbor stories here.
 

Any good neighbor stories? We may have kind of had this thread in the "deaf humpers" thread a while back, but let's formalize it.

My interesting neighbor stories will flow as I feel like posting, but I'll start with this one.

1. When I lived in Texas, we were in an apartment that backed onto a wooded area. Raccoons would come up onto our deck, and then eventually made a home in the crawl space. I would hear them scratching on the bottom of my bathtub, because I think they licked the moisture off of it. Other neighbors also reported the bathtub effect. Once, one got in the air conditioning duct and looked at me from behind the vent. But on the neighbor front, this one huge raccoon would come up on the decks, and one of my neighbors published an avant-garde magazine. He went out on the deck with a doughnut in his mouth, and tried to get his roommate to take a photo of this mammoth raccoon eating the doughnut from his mouth. Fortunately, his roommate stopped him before the raccoon got the chance.

My first apartment out of college was in Olathe. Not a very nice place, but the price was right and it was at least new. Anyway, my neighbor was a gal that seemed a bit highly-strung. She used to fight with her boyfriend all the time.

So, one night/early morning, I'm woken up by the usual yelling. I get up to go a bang on the wall, and then hear multiple gun shots from inside (I assumed) her apartment, followed quickly by a door slamming and her yelling, "Somebody call 911!! Somebody call 911!!" as she went flying down the stairs.

As it turns out, the boyfriend showed up drunk, they started to argue and he pulled out a pistol. Apparently, he was so drunk that he missed her all three times.

After that, I decided that I didn't apartment living very much, and bought my first house in Prairie Village the next week.

I had a couple of lesbians living in an apartment below me years ago. It was pretty obvious which one was the dude. They went fishing together a lot.

I don't even know where to start. Growing pot, fixing gas lines while smoking cigarettes, converting his pickup into a convertible with a power saw, riding the lawn mower to the bar because he doesn't have a license...

I had a neighbor that I had only talked to three times ask me for a loan. He didn't even know my name. :shake:

True story. I lived in a housing and urban deveopment project growing up. We lived next door to a reasonably attractive and well-endowed young lady. When I was about 9, I noticed a line of men would hang out in front of her place....for the first couple of days of the month. Anyway, one dude would go in, then come out about 15-20 minutes later....and another would go in. At first I didn't realize what was going on. Anyway, after a few months of this, I decided....heck, I'll start a Lemonade stand and sell to the men waiting in line as some days it was pretty hot especially in the summer. I made pretty good money for a couple of years. Until one year, some dude (obviously intoxicated) comes stumbling to the front of the line.....and pushes his way into the house. The dude who had been in the house comes running out, pulling on his pants....then, I hear a loud bang! The "Coitus-interruptous" dude is soon followed out the door by the drunk dude, who stumbled backward out onto the "stoop." The dude had a large hole in his chest and was bleeding pretty bad, mumbling something like "dat dum ho done shot my ass! Da bitch shot me! Somebodies call de po-lice." So we did.

Too bad. My Lemonade Stand business went to shit after that.

You live next to GoChiefs?

Growing up, oh I'd say sometime about age 16...the Dad next door turned out to be a peeping Tom. I heard a noise out my bedroom window and moved the blinds to discover him standing there looking in. Perv!

When I lived in St. Louis, my apartment neighbors upstairs left for an evening, and they brought in a babysitter. (I didn't even know they had a baby, so it must have been a quiet one.)

So I'm sitting in my apartment, and all of a sudden I heard this enormous thud from upstairs, which was quite startling. My initial theory was that the babysitter had dropped a large TV or something.

About two hours later, someone came into the building and started banging on the door upstairs. It was quite insistent, and about the time that I decided to call the police, the police actually showed up. There was a big to-do, and an ambulance showed up and stuff, and I had no idea what was happening.

When the neighbors came home, I told them what was going on, and they said that the babysitter had a heart condition and had collapsed (big thump). Since her parents knew about the heart condition, they called to check on her hourly, and when she didn't answer the phone, they came over and tried to get in (banging on the door). I never heard what happened to the girl.

First year outta art school I lived in a coed apt. Upstairs were 4 guys. One hot summer day.....

DV-DA?

Cool. Did you read my story the other day about my uncle and the peeping tom?

ROFL

Bwahahahah!!!


I don't get it

Heh!

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