Yeah I know. There are too many weirdos in my neighbourhood. In fact, I have names for them all!
Crazy Annie: Yes. She's crazy. Mows her lawn every 3 days (even in the winter), sweeps the road across the street, and cuts our shrubs without permission (and does a really crappy job of it too). Oh, yeah. And she can't remember my name (she just calls me Antonio's daughter, haha).
Psycho Fred: Annie's husband. So yeah, he's also crazy. He buys old junk from garage sales, fixes it up and tries to sell it at a ridiculous price (he tried to sell me a crappy bike for about 300 bucks. Hell no.)
Creepy Tom-Peeper: Like I said, the creepy guy who was looking through my bedroom window. [shiver]
Scary Broom Lady: I don't know her real name, ahha. And I wouldn't ask for it because last time I jumped her fence, she chased me with a broom, haha!
Guy-Who-Hates-Kids: Pretty much a given. He ran over our hockey net on purpose one time, because we accidentally hit our ball into his front yard.
Lady-Who-Complains-Too-Much: "Turn off your hottub, the motor makes too much noise!" or "Turn down the music or I'll call the cops!" or "Your father mowed part of my lawn!" or my personal favourite, "You kids need to learn some respect!"
There's others, but why go on?