I hate my fat 800 pound neighbor. He's somehow able to walk... without any fucking cane or walker... he bitches about everything and he takes care of his dogs worse than any wetback in the la area. they're constantly going into my backyard and they always jump in the pool... nothing worse than being awakened by some big ass great dane and rot bellyflopping in the pool at 4 am. this fat piece of shit is always snitching when I go out to smoke weed in the backyard. since i got a card though, cops dont do shit, and they said next time he calls they're giving his fatass a ticket for harassing the police or some shit. He's 45... I hope he gets that 3rd heart attack soon... hopefully it finishes this fat shit... 3rd times the charm.