In desperate need of truck balls

It’s 8:30 in the morning. My neighbor’s have their stereo thumping.

It annoys me to no end. It’s that techno stuff, with that “thumpa thumpa” that vibrates the walls. There is absolutely nothing I can do about it, either. I thought when I moved into my own home that I wouldn’t have to deal with such rudeness. I didn’t realize that condo’s are just like apartments. The walls are thin. I can literally hear these people fart if I strained hard enough to hear.

I dream of a house, far away from people.

I long to drink my coffee in blissful silence.

These people moved in last year, after the owner passed away. They have two kids, and the young boy runs up and down the stairs. Thud. Thud. Up and down. The couple fights, usually on the weekends. You can hear them screaming at each other. The husband has a ball sack hanging off his truck.

ballsack

Classy.

When people come to visit, they always bring it up. Hey, what’s up with the balls? Just the sight of them brings my property value down. I suppose they don’t give a shit. They are only renting, after all.

Why can’t they at least listen to something that doesn’t suck?

I have always tried to be a decent neighbor. I keep my music down, pick up my dog’s poo, and don’t display genitals. How is it that some people just don’t care? Maybe I should retaliate? Blast The Beatles White Album? 

But then I would be stooping to their level, and I am not a fan of dick moves. I could put my back against the wall and get a free massage from the vibrations, I guess.

Wait..it stopped. No, just switched to another song that sounds exactly like the one they just turned off.

Maybe I should borrow those balls…

24 thoughts on “In desperate need of truck balls

  1. There HAS to be something you can do. That’s an awful way to live. Awful. I live in a duplex and go through the same thing. I have the ghetto-est neighbors ever, and between their music, doors slamming and a basement that smells like their smoke, I hate living there. I hope you find some relief :(

  2. What kind of person does that? At what point do they think – I know we should hang some balls off the back of the truck, yeah, that’d be great…? Is it the mom’s truck and she is doing it to be ironic? Is it the dad’s truck and he’s doing it because he doesn’t have a pair of his own? I think I’d be tempted to pay some hooligans to make those disappear…

  3. Friggin’ fantastic. And funny. Nothing is funnier than “real life stories.” I mean – he has a ball sack on his truck. How is that even a thing?! I couldn’t make that up if you paid me. I have been researching condos like crazy for since the beginning of the year. I just want to be done with the yard work for ever, but now I need to consider the whole neighbor thang. You make a very good point. Hm…. Who blasts music at 8:30 am? Yeesh! Good luck and thanks for sharing.

  4. I don’t understand how people can insist on having balls hang from the back of their truck? Is that supposed to be a “cool” thing? Because it just looks disgusting to me… And I’ve seen a lot of them here in LA. And mainly on trucks. Could be a truck thing. Or a douche bag thing. So many choices… hmm.

  5. Who would hang their balls on their truck ffs??? Oh dear I feel for you, my neighbours have the screaming matches which can last for hours – but we can close the doors, the blinds, turn up our music and have at least 50 feet and bricks between us…I feel your pain…yes hmm grow some balls and report them at least for the noise level!

Be nice..

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