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  1. Heh, it happened again. My next door neighbors, who happened to be an unmarried couple in their early/mid thirties (their names are Sheryl [the woman of the two, not bad looking, but certainly loves her beer], and Randy) [the guy of the two obviously, who loves his beer and his cigarettes, and is nothing more than a redneck], had yet another fight. These fights of theirs have been happening rather frequently, and they most always end with the guy (Randy) getting pissed at Sheryl, hopping into his beaten down, rusty white, piece of shit Ford and driving off somewhere, often at high speeds. Just a few minutes ago I heard Randy and Sheryl yelling at each other about money, and how there wasn't enough for bills, or groceries, and the like.
    AFAIK only Sheryl has a job, but what it is she does I'm not sure. She doesn't work often, and when she does work it's only for about 5 hours a day. Apparently it must be a high paying job, because there's certainly enough money for her to run out about once a day and stock up on cigs and beer. Randy, like I said before, is nothing more than a dumb drunkard schmuck who is more often than not drunk. He leaves early in the morning (sometimes after a skirmish with his girlfriend) and comes back at around 7:00 or so in the evening. Apparently he has no job, because shortly after he steps inside yet another fight breaks out over, what else, the root of all evil, money, and how there's not enough, and how his dumb ass should get a job. Not long after that there's several minutes worth of fighting/yelling/hollering, and occasionally when Randy's stepping out the door to go get lost somewhere, Sheryl comes up behind him and yells in his ear to "Fuck off!". A time or two she's thrown things at him.
    The above scene repeats itself at least twice a week, and it may seem callous, but to me it's funny as hell. I have no idea why Sheryl doesn't break up with Randy, since he's a dumbass with no job, and no redeeming qualities whatsoever, but evidently she sees something in him and stays.

    So, tell me, does anything like this happen in your neighborhood?

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    2. Kid Airbag

      Kid Airbag

      My neighborhood is boring, and doesn't have a whole lot of white trash in it. It's unique enough to not be like the suburbs and it's a lot more middle class than the suburbs but nothing exciting ever happens.

    3. Quast

      Quast

      My neighborhood is eerily fucking quiet. I moved to this town around halloween of last year. So i've lived here 6 months now and I swear to god I never see or hear my neighbors, save for a car...or train for that matter, driving past. One would think I'd see 'em shoveling snow or something at least, but no...

      I'm almost tempted to sell the house and move back to my hometown...at least there are people there...along side the rise in wanna-be hispanic gangs...oh well

    4. Gokuma

      Gokuma

      You didn't move to Chernobyl, did you?

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