As I was looking out my kitchen window, I saw a fuck up fat bitch walking her dog pass (TRESPASS to be precise) my yard to go to the forest next to my house. Her fucking reason was to let her dog shit next to my yard/ house. Then I hollered at her asking if she is “CRAZY”!? She was so fat and clumsy that she came back out but thru my opposite neighbor’s yard then rammed thru my nieghbor’s bushes with her fucking moron dog back to my side. As she came down from the forest to my neighbor’s yard, she almost tripped. Fucking hell, I wished she fell. That would be a punishment for her to do that. I continued to shout at her asking if she is “CRAZY”. I had to shout because I was in the house and my kitchen window can only be opened to a certain degree that if one has hearing problem, he or she probably cannot hear me.
What kind of fucked up person would do that? The last thing anyone would like to have is a fucking animal that shits and pees at anything they see to mark their territory! Let alone allow it to come to their yard or house! She stopped for a moment to respond to my shouting. As she was talking back to me, I see that she was laughing by looking at my next door neighbor’s house (living in a semi-detached). I had a weird feeling that fucked up pea brain has to be their friend. So I dressed up and went out to check. Indeed, there were two strangers’ cars parked outside their house. God knows where the toot toot the neighbor’s car is.
She continued to tell me in finnish that “Oh this is a shortest way to the forest”. Then I continued to ask her in English “ARE YOU CRAZY?”. I guess I repeated myself 10x asking if she’s got anything in her head. Prolly no, since she didn’t answer me. So I told her WTF if you wanna take your fucking dog to the forest, use the main road. There’s an access road to the forest for the public. Then I continued to tell her she is crazy! Then slammed my window shut. She talked to me in finnish assuming that I don’t understand. Why should I start telling her in finnish since she doesn’t speak my “language”. What makes her think I should speak her language when she doesn’t even speak the universal language?!
If the neighbor will talk to me tomorrow, I will ask her how she would feel if she was in my shoes. But I am very certain, she’s gonna tell me she’s very open and couldn’t be bothered. WHY? Because she doesn’t live in this side. Then, FUCK HER!
FUCK FUCK FUCK! I can’t wait to move out from this neighborhood!!!
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