That guy has more lives than a cat. So sorry to hear he's back.

No way! Argh. That really sucks, Jan. So sorry.

fuck.

That is such ass. :(

Oh no, that's horrible.

Oh, shitweasels.

That's crappy. I hope he is less of a jerk this time.

Oh Jan, I am so sorry to hear that. I thought shitbucket was gone for good. :(

I feel you. I myself am going to finish typing this comment, then get up and walk around the neighborhood dropping letters in peoples' mailboxes asking them to assist me in having the asshats next door cited and fined by the city for incessant nonstop barking problems. We're currently entering Year Four of the Dogs, and as soon as the house is fixed up and I've found a new job, we're moving, partly for more space, but equally to get as far the fuck away from them as we can.

Honestly? If you can, I'd recommend you do the same. I don't know about you, but I worked too hard to have my home, and I'd really like to be able to enjoy it. Regardless, hang in there.

I'm so sorry. Bad neighbors are truly a horrible thing to have to deal with, especially this asshole.

Oh NO!!! That's terrible!!!

OMG, it's so like the end (or beginning of a sequel) of a bad thriller/horror flick. Finally, the bad guy/monster/undead/whatever is banished to hell/stabbed through the heart/revealed to actually be your secretly psychopathic boyfriend all along/put in jail and the screen goes black, then all of the sudden it says "Six months later..." and we see all the surviving characters stumbling back home after a night out celebrating the main protagonists' birthday.

They all go their separate ways, the protagonist still has a smile on her face, passing by the new fence she's built for herself, symbolizing a block to the past and a rebuilding for the future only to stop at her door. Cue eerie music. There's a not. Scrawled on it with shaky inky handwriting: "If you hear noises don't worry - I'm back!"

GUUUUUUUUUUURL!!!! DON'T DO IT! DON'T GO IN THAT HOUSE!!!! RUN!!!

Seriously, though. Is there anything else you can do to get rid of this creepster for good from the neighborhood? Man, I hope it doesn't have to come down to moving. Moving sucks.

We have a baby in the house who is awakened by The Evil Neighbors From Hell. I found a tiny slice of heaven. Go to Amazon and search for Marpac SleepMate. I didn't buy it for a long time because it's expensive. Wish I'd done it months ago. I don't know what your issues are with this guy, but maybe this will help.

fucking hell!

Oh Crappity, fuckaroo-dah. What bad news.

Ughhhh. Sorry to hear.

Just think how much more interesting your life will be now. : )

Oh shit.

Boo. :(