Let's start with neck tattoo. Neck tattoo traded in the rusted out Ford Ranger for a crotch rocket. Now he is the ultimate douchecanoe.
Now, you might be asking yourself, "What is that glorious pile of stuff hanging out on the ground?" Never fear! I will show you.
It's trash. Trash every freaking where. I decided to not let them ruin my perfectly good day in my backyard, so I ignored it. Andy and I fired up the grill, had our friend Brian over, and enjoyed the beautiful evening.
We were sitting there chatting when the ever lovely neighbors decided to also enjoy their backyard. The back door opened and one of the girls announced to the whole yard, "YOU GUYS?! Do you think I should drink my bottle of Everclear tonight? I got it for my birthday and I haven't opened it yet!" I wanted to yell back, "As long as you do it quietly!" but I refrained. My parents stopped by later and got to witness the neighbor fun in person finally. It was everything they ever dreamed of and more.
Let's just say I'm super excited for the privacy fence we're getting next month.
The rest of our weekend looked a little like this:
Porch lounging. Original beadboard ceiling and molding.
More porch lounging from the feline counterparts of the Bungalow family.
Cheered on our Creighton Bluejays, but sadly they lost to UNC.
What did you do this weekend? Did you have any awesome neighbor encounters like we did? Do you know anyone in the Omaha area that wants to rent a house?