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OMG.........you guys really sound like a bunch of old crotchety men. Talking about your grass and kids on your grass, what the hell is going on here, are you really that old. You sound like my dad when kids walked on our lawn when I was a kid. Stop this already you bunch of old farts.

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OMG.........you guys really sound like a bunch of old crotchety men. Talking about your grass and kids on your grass, what the hell is going on here, are you really that old. You sound like my dad when kids walked on our lawn when I was a kid. Stop this already you bunch of old farts.

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I definitely don't want kids running in my yard. :nono:

Especially if it's a habit.

My point was, I thought the way the lady handled it was wrong. Apparently, she decided it was wrong too because she deleted her post.

Parents, please ask your children to use sidewalks and not cut through yards- thank you.
 

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If you would like I would be glad to show you how to bust a sweat to get your weed infested "yard" to look like my lawn and "your children" can play on your lawn.

Spill it, dude! Where do I procure these mystery products? I want good grass too! :0031
 

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we had this lady named Mrs Keilly

she had a corner lot with the most beautiful football type field yu ever seen. She lived by herself.

Not only would she not let us play on the yard, but she wouldnt let us cut across it either. She would be out there hollering.

So we played football in the steet in front of her house which pissed her off to no end. She would call the cops and sometimes they would chase us off the public street.

Then old lady Keilly did the unthinkable. Our football, the only one we had went on her porch. As we sent someone to get it , she came out in a flash picked it up, and ran in slamming the door.
We never got it back.

Payback would be hell.

so one time during cabbage night we got wax blocks and decided we were going to wax the shit out of her huge windows on the wrap around porch. We slept out in a tent, and it was about 0200 in the AM

We snuck up on her porch and started to wax the windows. We got one done and the next thing we heard was a loud rapping on the window from inside. We almost had a heart attack and fell off the porch running.

After that she never fawked with us much. She must have decided we were crazier than her.

two days later we found our football which she had for 3 mths on the street by her sidewalk.
 
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Here's another asshole.

It's hard to drive 15MPH, hell the school bus comes thru at 30-35.

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The wife and I came back from dinner last night a little bit before 8 PM. To my great shock and pleasure, the person I followed into our subdivision was driving the speed limit. Wow...you can actually get home in our subdivision following the speed limit. Who knew? The next thing you know, people will be stopping for the stop signs and using their turn signals. What a great example to set for the newest drivers in our subdivision.

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I think your precious grass will be ok! Don't live in a neighborhood if you don't want kids around. :violin:

Typical of the "what's yours is mine crowd" and the I don't give a fk if YOU worked for it I'm ENTITLED to USE and ABUSE...

Teach your DNA the Definition of RESPECT for Anothers Property!
 

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I never would walk on anybodys grass unless I have to. I stay on the sidewalk. I respect the lawn.
The trouble with most people today is no respect for anything or anybody. Its a "me world". Just listen to your local news at how many hit and runs there are. Who could do that?
Well it all starts with the little things like respect. Respect everything from lawns to animals to people.
Think I'm being extreme? Well look around and think again.
 

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Big fucking DOG will take care of the problem............ :0008

exactly I let my dog out in the front yard and kids run. Stay of my grass and stay out of my yard I take care of it and you have no business being on it. Kids down the street there yard is nothing but a pile of dirt and see them wonder down into my yard they get a introduction to my dog. My dog has more manners and listens better than these kids.
 

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we had this lady named Mrs Keilly

she had a corner lot with the most beautiful football type field yu ever seen. She lived by herself.

Not only would she not let us play on the yard, but she wouldnt let us cut across it either. She would be out there hollering.

So we played football in the steet in front of her house which pissed her off to no end. She would call the cops and sometimes they would chase us off the public street.

Then old lady Keilly did the unthinkable. Our football, the only one we had went on her porch. As we sent someone to get it , she came out in a flash picked it up, and ran in slamming the door.
We never got it back.

Payback would be hell.

so one time during cabbage night we got wax blocks and decided we were going to wax the shit out of her huge windows on the wrap around porch. We slept out in a tent, and it was about 0200 in the AM

We snuck up on her porch and started to wax the windows. We got one done and the next thing we heard was a loud rapping on the window from inside. We almost had a heart attack and fell off the porch running.

After that she never fawked with us much. She must have decided we were crazier than her.

two days later we found our football which she had for 3 mths on the street by her sidewalk.


This never happened
 
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Spill it, dude! Where do I procure these mystery products? I want good grass too! :0031


get the name of the rep that Jack is now franchised in with.

they should be able to have the St.Lou rep contact you Mon.

if ya want to do it yourself I will pass along that info as well..

let me know..
 

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There never was a lady that took your football. You never did anything to her house.

yeh your right bobbyballs.

Agent did it :142smilie


hey wait, I got a video of it, I will send it to Jack

then you will eat some crow

This is going to end ........ NOW !

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I mean if I was a crotchity old lonely piece of shit, I wouldn't want my yard being used as the neighborhood highway either. But I've yet to see a kid walking through a yard, errrrrrr lawn, do any harm to it.

I am trying to imagine myself sitting there fretting about someone "using and abusing my turf" but I can't conjure it up. It's shitheads like you guys that forced everyone into backyards with privacy fences instead of front porches and community. Enjoy your little slice of heaven and don't worry, my kids won't be walking on your precious plant life. Mostly because I know you spray a lot of harmful shit on it.

Have a nice day! :0008
 
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It's shitheads like you guys that forced everyone into backyards with privacy fences instead of front porches and community.

Like you want front porches and community :142smilie
 
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