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« Last post by Xev on Yesterday at 05:38:59 PM »You ever wonder what comes out of a wealthy person's bottom? Well it's not normal. I just had one take a dump next to me and they left a huge iron turd! I moved out in the middle of nowhere, where my great-grandparents on down moved to be in the middle of nowhere, just to end up next to a huge iron turd.
Why he picked such a small piece of land to lay such a huge turd I have no idea. I guess, because he could. It's ironic that the day before I saw how big it was to be I saw an episode of King of Queens where they put up a fence to separate their small yard from their neighbor, for privacy, and then the neighbor builds an above ground pool w/deck and that towers over their new fence and property. I feel like that episode right now.
My grandpa built two houses on that property and it never looked that small. That property has been abused ever since. Levelled, relevelled, fences down, fences up. Squatters. Failed pot growers. Every time, a piece of what my grandpa built went away. Well, it's all gone now. Both houses, some great landscaping and natural growth. And where it all ended is with a big iron turd in the middle.
The only consolation prize is I don't really see how they can destroy things any further over there. I've said that before, though. They are downhill from me and I still can't build a fence tall enough that they aren't looking down on me.
You give up a lot of things to live in the middle of nowhere. Services, decent healthcare. But it's worth it for the beauty and the privacy - is the general idea of why people move to the middle of nowhere.
Why he picked such a small piece of land to lay such a huge turd I have no idea. I guess, because he could. It's ironic that the day before I saw how big it was to be I saw an episode of King of Queens where they put up a fence to separate their small yard from their neighbor, for privacy, and then the neighbor builds an above ground pool w/deck and that towers over their new fence and property. I feel like that episode right now.
My grandpa built two houses on that property and it never looked that small. That property has been abused ever since. Levelled, relevelled, fences down, fences up. Squatters. Failed pot growers. Every time, a piece of what my grandpa built went away. Well, it's all gone now. Both houses, some great landscaping and natural growth. And where it all ended is with a big iron turd in the middle.
The only consolation prize is I don't really see how they can destroy things any further over there. I've said that before, though. They are downhill from me and I still can't build a fence tall enough that they aren't looking down on me.
You give up a lot of things to live in the middle of nowhere. Services, decent healthcare. But it's worth it for the beauty and the privacy - is the general idea of why people move to the middle of nowhere.