I used to have the most cliche redneck neighbor you ever seen, well till i moved like 6 damn times in 6 years. He drinks cheap beer, lives in a small trailer gets drunk watching nascar and calls the cops telling them there is a ninja on my roof. Oh yes they came asking if everything was ok and explained the situation, which in turn we being me and then gf turned ex wife told him about his drinking problem. The other cop went to talk to the dude i guess. Prob got his balls busted for wasting the officers time. Oh yeah i would hear him scream behind closed doors in excitement when a nascar rodeo would happen.
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