At my old house I was working in the back yard and my teenage Neighbour stuck his head over the fence and mentioned he was having a party for his 18th birthday that night - I told him to have fun and not to worry about us calling the police (kids having fun is the least of my worries).. My son was maybe 4 months old at the time, but was a pretty good sleeper so my wife and I were not worried, fast forward a few hours and I wake up to a drunken lady shouting over the fence "sweetie!!! wake up!! I hope your happy ruining a kids birthday party!!" - someone obviously called the cops on the party.
Her yelling and carrying on kept going and going until I eventually got up to go and tell her it wasn't us. As I was making my way down she slipped off whatever she was standing on and ate shit, all I could hear was her yelling in pain. I figured karma got her good and let it go.
The next day my wife was telling me some of the shit she was yelling at us and it was so out of line that I contacted her husband (I had his number from a fencing issue we both dealt with) and told him that his wife owed my wife an apology for the disgusting shit she was saying, and that we didn't call the police it was someone else.
He just ummed and ahh'd but I wouldn't let it go, basically got to the point where I said we are going to have a problem if she doesn't say sorry.
A few days later my wife received a voice mail saying sorry (kinda) but it was so backhanded. We sold the house maybe a year later and I never thought of it again untill one of my old neighbours recently told me that the couple got divorced and she basically went nuts on social media platforms saying the reason she got divorced was she needed to complete her sexual desires and couldn't in her previous relationship, she needed to be sexually liberated etc.
I feel bad for the bloke now.
Holy shit. Epic story. Reminded me of when years ago a bud and I moved into a new joint. 2 days in there was a party over the back fence full of teenagers and wotnot. Cut to two days later and the girl who had the party's mother knocked on our door and went bananas at us saying that we'd trashed her house. Our protestations were met with what can only be described as furious anger. Next morning I left the house and whaddya know, my car tyres had all been slashed. Went to the coppers but they said they couldn't do shit cos no witnesses, but the neighbour was known to them, that she was mental, and to be careful in case she tried to spit on us. !!!
That night we could hear hear wailing like a banshee over the fence at us, and ever a few hours there was a big smash. We went to check it out and she'd got a broom or something, reached over and smashed our large side window. That was enough. The landlord let us break our lease an we gtfo.
A few years later, the daughter who had the party went missing in very suspicious circumstances. She's never been found, and the psycho mother has had big MISSING signs around my hometown since. It's no secret who did it, but it can't be proven. I actually can't believe she hasn't had the bloke killed.
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