What do you call those cartoon characters you use in your avatar frankie?

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...I don't know who Jenny Jones is.....

lol! You're probably not the only one. Jenny Jones is the host of a talk show. The show has been cancelled in America for more than two years. Arena is currently re-running the program.

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....Is that a good thing or a bad thing.....  

Neither!   Except perhaps, life imitating art or vice versa? Just thinking out loud.

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....What do you call those cartoon characters.....  

Gosh! I'm not sure myself. lol! Got it from an email.

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...except the ferals at number 11 that is!  Some people should not be allowed to have children!

Yay!  It seems they are moving.  A big removalist's truck was there yesterday morning and last night there was much coming and going of cars acarrying bed linen and baskets with clothes in them.  *hopes*

I hope it's not a case of "better the devil you know ...."

so do I , but I can't imagine anyone being as feral as they are!  *fingers crossed*

I suppose I could get worse neighbours if the rappers moved out.  Maybe someone who plays Celine Dion all day.

lol inky

Maybe you should drop a CD that you like in their letterbox as a christmas present.

I live in the first unit of a line of 6 townhouses therefore I have only one common wall. I have a lovely large grassed courtyard with full sized clothes line and garden. The neighbours next door are moving in the first week of December. I hope against hope that the new tenants are decent and reasonable with their noise. The problem is these days that to afford a place like this which will cost you $230-$250 per week you either have to be on very good wages OR share house which then comes with it's own problems. A group of young people living together can get out of hand. First time out of home, coming and going at all times of the day and night ( because I find young people are restless) and loud music. You have to clamp down on them immediately  from the get go, I have found. Recently I mentioned the neighbours who have noisy cars and the way the 21 yr old young father drives like a hoon in this forum. Well, he has lost his licence and his partner is driving him to work and picking him up 5 days a week. Her car is noisy but she drives with a bit more decorum than he does. New people moved into Unit 6 last weekend and they had to be sorted out with their parking arrangements by their next door neighbours. Everyone understands the rules right now but all that can and usually does with new tenants. I often wonder why when people move into a beautiful block of units like this they have 2 cars but don't use the garage for either car. The new tenants are an example of that. They can't have much furniture because a truck didn't even come and their garage has an electronic roller door (bliss), I don't get it.

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Maybe you should drop a CD that you like in their letterbox as a christmas present.

Making good neighbours out of bad neighboure.  Now that's a good idea.

okay update on my feral neighbours at number 11, seems the better half got it wrong, it was those at number 10 that moved out *sigh

Maybe your neighbours at #11 will invite their friends to move into #10.

Oh the joys of Hallo*&^%$#ween!

You guessed it, the ferals at number 11 were Trick or Treating this evening.  I was relaxing before my Monday night exercise class when six of them came a-calling.  It was like a scene out of a daytime soapy.

A thunderous roar emerges from the driveway of Paula's leafy, and normally peaceful, suburban home.  This, followed by a raucous knocking on the screen door, frightened the usually implacable silver grey tabby cat.  Getting up from her reclining position on the sofa, dressed in a Givoni gown, Paula ventures to answer the door.

Paula: (smiling pleasantly) Hello!

Feral Trick or Treaters: (screaming like banshees) TRICK OR TREAT!

Paula:  Sorry, but I don't have any lollies.  (smiles pleasantly some more)

Feral Trick or Treaters: (with screaming harridan type volume) Why?!

Paula: Because we don't keep lollies in this house.  (it's true, we don't, honestly!)

Feral Trick or Treaters: Why?!

Paula: Because we don't eat them.

Feral Trick or Treaters: Why?!

(By this stage Paula is beginning to get just a tad "annoyed".)

Paula (through gritted teeth): Because we don't celebrate halloween!

Feral Trick or Treaters: Why?!

Paula:  Because this is Australia not America... (they cut her off with the usual "cry")

Feral Trick or Treaters: Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?

Paula:  Look, we have none so please go away...

The Feral Trick or Treaters finally leave.  Paula hears the familiar whooshing sound of a spray can and ventures out to investigate.  She is just in time to catch the ferals spraying horrid pink stuff all over her driveway (and that of the neighbours either side, even though one of them gave willingly of lollies).

Paula:  And you can come right back here and clean this up!

The ferals gaze glassily at Paula, who raises her voice slightly.

Paula:  Are you deaf?  Come and clean it up right now before I call the police!

The gaze becomes even glassier.

Feral pack leader:  What?

Paula:  I said come and clean this mess up.  You have no right to leave your litter all over someone else's property.  (Paula takes a bit of a gamble with her next comment).  I suppose you're from #$$%^ high school.  Don't make me call the principal!

One of the ferals decides she doesn't want to be involved with either the police or the principal and cleans up the pink fine streamer type stuff all over the driveways and runs off cackling like a witch, hurling threats (albeit mild ones) in Paula's direction.  

           

ANYONE WANNA BUY NUMBER 11?  Huh? Huh? PLEASE!

Sorry. . I'm still recovering from my Qld sandfly bites. . don't want to 'catch' anything else.  

It is all over until nexyt year . .