These are the people in my neighbourhood

My neighbours aren't very interesting.

On one side there is an old couple who have lived there since they were married (I think). They have a lot of chickens. The huge majority being roosters. Three sheep. Just got some goats. Tons of rabbits. Three geese.

In the back is a huge horse farm. The girl is only 20 something. Her dad is a co-owner of some big company and payed several million dollars to buy the property and then put up the facility in less than a year. I'm jealous. Why can't my dad do that for me?

On the other side is a family. They're really normal. They have a dog and two ducks. They used to have four ducks but two of them got eaten (while I was taking care of them while the family was away...oops).

Down the street is a couple who are vegan. They have a HUGE garden and I'm convinced they don't buy ANY of their food. They're really smart about health and stuff.

Then down the street further (still not very far) is a grouchy old couple. They're always complaining about something. They were the only people to complain about the horse farm put in. I don't know why they're always complaining. Their grandson hates me.

Then, the opposite way down the street, is a Mennonite family who own a dairy farm. The kids wave whenever we drive by in our huge Suburban.

Even more down the street (
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) is another dairy farm. They're Mennonite too. One of the few teenagers near me lives there. I don't see him much though.

Last one: Down the street (we live in a rural area and we don't have many neighbours that are right next to us
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) is another Mennonite family. The other teenager near me lives there.

I have boring neighbours...
 
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If you do, I'll put up the Tigger Song!
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C is for cookie....

Thats good enough for meeee!
 
RUBBER DUCKY

Rubber Ducky, you're the one.
You make bath time lots of fun
Rubber Ducky, I'm awfully fond of you.
Rubber Ducky, joys of joys
When I squeak you, you make noise
Rubber Ducky, you're my very best friend, it's true!

Everyday when I make my way to the tubby
I find a little fella who' cute, yellow, and chubby.
(rub-a-dub-a-dubby)

Rubber Ducky you're so fine
And I'm lucky that you're mine
Rubber Ducky, I'm awfully fond of you.

Everyday when I make my way to the tubby
I find a little fella who's cute, yellow, and chubby.
(rub-a-dub-a-dubby)

Rubber Ducky, you're so fine
And I'm glad that you're mine
Rubber Ducky I'm awfully fond of...
Rubber Ducky I'd like a whole pond of . . .
Rubber Ducky I'm awfully fond of you.


WHO ARE THE PEOPLE IN YOUR NEIGHBORHHOD

Oh, who are the people in your neighborhood?
In your neighborhood?
In your neighborhood?
Say, who are the people in your neighborhood?
The people that you meet each day
 
We have some annoying people in our neighborhood who's backyard smells like a barn. They have 29 chickens, and their two obnoxious roosters wake you up every morning. They are such pests.

Oh wait, thats OUR FAMILY!!

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Two doors down from us lives a family that brought us a chocolate pie when we moved in. The father is from Denmark and I could speak to him a bit in my very broken Danish.

Across the street lives an old couple. I rarely see the wife, but the husband likes to sit out on the front porch with no shirt on smoking a cigarette. I often wonder if there's something wrong with their back porch, because he doesn't look so great with his shirt off.

Also across the street live two teenagers with very nice cars and no parents. Or at least, that's the way it looks-- we've never seen the parents. We just see the teenagers come and go in their fancy cars (one is a restored old Mustang, not sure about the other) and occasionally skateboard on the sidewalk. Miraculously they've not had any loud parties....yet.

Next door on our right lives an Indian family with at least three kids, all boys, who are polite but like to play soccer very noisily. They also pick the peaches off our tree and toss them around, which annoys me....but it produces a LOT of peaches so it's not a big deal.

Next door on our left live the family with the Yappy Dachshund of Doom. Man, I hate that dog. I don't hate dogs in general, but it has never made sense to me why some people feel compelled to buy what is essentially just a bark machine with legs.
 

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