Technically Behaving

I know I promised stories of what we have put up with over the years with our white trash neighbors, but now that they are moving out also I’ve changed my plans.  It’s not as much fun anymore knowing that they are leaving this place too.  This is the only time I’ll ever say this, but I kind of feel bad for the neighbor guy.  His wife left him and took the kids.  He spent way more time with them then she ever did.  Enough about that though.  I am going to miss this place a little.  This was my first apartment.  We’ve had some good times here.  When we sat outside on the steps, drank beer and pounded ants with a hammer the day we moved in here.  The time I went through the bathroom wall while shaving my legs.  The time Clayton trashed the house because we drew on him when he passed out.  All of the pairs of shoes we’ve thrown up on the power lines during our Tobacco Days parties.  Michelle eating too many Jello shots and puking all over the Decoy’s bathroom.  Jen talking to the neighbor lady like she loves the Packers and knows all about Lambeau Field.  Becky puking all over the steps.  Spike mooning everyone at one of Tobacco Days parties.  The boys going out with us in general.  Now they all have wifes/girlfriends and never hang out with us.  I’ll admit I’m ready to move out of here, but I’ve had a lot of fun on Ladd Lane.  It will be weird to drive home and not be driving here.