To show how fucking crazy they are.
I went for a walk the other day and noticed that one of them still has Christmas decor all over her house. Seriously. It was so crazy, it compelled me to snap a picture.
Yes, there are reindeer, stockings, wreathes, and a couple Santas. I see this woman walking her dog all the time, so she's very well aware that it's now 80 degrees and almost summer. I can only imagine what kind of delusions she lives with.
Don't worry about the bunny. She'll put him out of his misery later when she eats him.
Unfortunately, she's not the only one who's crazy. There's the neighbors, and I mean THE neighbors. If you haven't read one of our more infamous posts about the neighborhood/my neighbors, this is what I deal with on a regular basis: suburban politics at its finest. They hate us, but only behind our backs. Hell, last week we were pulling out of the driveway, and the same guy that called the police on us because my dog barked, who deliberately revs the engine on his crappy kit car early in the morning to wake us up... was outside, saw us, and proceeded (along with his entire family) to give us the biggest, fakest, and eerily harmonious smiles and waves I've ever seen.
|Just act natural!|
But the crazy doesn't stop there. Yesterday he was out watering the lawn.
Why is this crazy, you may ask? Because we have an HOA. They water, and trim, and take care of EVERYTHING for us. Hell, that's why we pay them our stupid HOA fee. And yet here's Mr. Crazy, watering his dead, yellow grass, because it's a competition... and he wants to win.
Stay classy, friends,
Shower: Welcome on a hot day
Then again, come to think of it, I might just be as crazy as they are.