the slut whore next door wrote a letter saying good to see your cleaning up the front yard, keep up the good work. to my mother just because she cut back the plumbaygo scrub. I mean, I just want to say to that spastic whore next door to mind her own business, mum and dad don't like her, my sister does not like her and I don't like her, we don't like them. he acts like a pig in his big truck on drugs and was asking dad what was wrong just because my sister was having one of trantrum mental fits... she is the one that is sick of the smell of the chooks near the kitchen window, and the old woman grandma called shirley waving at her, my sister said "I don't want them looking at me or waving at me, I don't want to know any of them". I just hate our neighbors like dad said "its not the neighborhood it used to be when there was nice people living in the street 20 years ago" donna and her slut whore daughters and courtney have made the street a prostitute hooker whore street, no wonder she got a job working for lj hooker. my dad does not like fat bully brutus chris next door anyway. I don't like her smug superior ways she thinks she is better then everyone in this street wiggling her ass around our house one day and she is annoying. I just want nothing to do with her she is evil satanic and mum said she is going to pretend she knows nothing and for all of us to just play along and like the song momma mia -its a game we play. let the fuckhole cunts they are work it out for themselves. does she love herself working in real estate or what? its not much, they are all con artists and criminals in real estate. she is evil. I knew that woman was trouble like donna from the day they moved into this street. donna and linda expect us to live like slave pigs while they and their daughters stole young men on us. I told a govt offical they were getting their sex male clients to park outside our house while she serviced them. its going too far. then she was getting the kids in the middle of davo and others, and then she writes, "so if you think we don't get along with neighbors think again" she thinks she is so clever then anyone else telling us what questions to think for ourselves rather then just coming over and saying "oh I am sorry the chooks have been messing up your garden and the dog nearly attacked you" to my mum. mum is 76 and this fat man of 30 expects my mother to fix a fence when they are rich enough and got youth on their side to fix it themselves. no one here has a husband to help because they won't let us have husbands cuz they were stealing them on us.