Yeah, but it's not like JimRob and Laz are neighbor's and Laz sold him half his yard, then ended up in deep, deep super secret hush hush prison somewhere...
Which reminds me, has there been any news of Mr. Rezko lately?
You know, its kind of like my place at the Lake. The whole cove walks down to one particular guy’s dock every Friday night. We are all used to discussing and talking comfortably about almost anything.
His small dock is tremedous. He has propane fired heaters, a fridge and bar, a wide screen cable fed TV, (that’s right — on the dock) and all sorts of seating etcetera.
There are a few items that the owner doesn’t want to hear about and only those things will get him inhospitable, but every other month there is one of the neighbors that gets so comfortable that they forget they aren’t on THEIR DOCK or their deck and they end up in conflict due to their good comfort level and their brain just turning off the high functioning for a moment. A few sharp words and they are off in a huff. Generally a few months later (about when football telecasts start in late September) peace is made because we are all on the same body of water.