How do you react to that crazy neighbor who leaves his dog yapping in the backyard all day long, or the upstairs apartment guy who seems to be tap dancing and bowling every night at 3:00 a.m.? By pouring out your own crazy onto paper, of course, as these frustrated note-writing neighbors did to bizarre and hilarious effect.
In suburbia you never know when a desperate housewife might jump on your man. For this jealous wife the red flag appears to have been waving at her hubby one time too many, hence these words of warning.
Lingering cooking smells in the corridors, mysterious thuds from upstairs; apartment living sure can have its drawbacks. But it’s all that vomit coming from the fifth floor that really yanked this guy’s chain.
Warning: leaving your dog alone barking and whimpering for hours can rightly cause neighbors to feel extreme empathy for your neglected animal. It can even lead, apparently, to psychotic revenge fantasies.
Lecturing smokers about discarding their nasty cigarette butts doesn’t always seem to work. So these clever residents thought they’d try to sweep up the problem with a more comical approach, banking on the soft spot most folks have for cats.
Listening to your neighbors’ most intimate moments is one of the unfortunate realities of thin-walled apartment living. But rather than write a direct complaint this neighbor appears to be employing reverse psychology as a strategy for getting the lovebirds to tone it down.
When you’re dealing with mysterious clomping and thuds coming from the upper floor at all hours it’s hard to say what’s more irritating – the noise itself or trying to figure out what could be making all that infernal racket. This fed-up neighbor had good fun dreaming up the possibilities.
If you live next to someone you suspect of raising chickens, and who has a somewhat quirky grasp of English, do the math. It’s just a matter of time before you’ll find a bizarre letter like this slipped under your front door.
Drunken apartment dwellers might get away with the odd prank, but when number twos start showing up in the garbage that’s when management steps in with a stern reminder of the house rules. Grim indeed.
It’s not clear whether the new neighbor had a penchant for walking around nude or regularly committed some other visible offence to get this person’s goat. But at least they received a warm welcome before getting slammed with the order to lower those blinds.
If this tomato lover wants to avert future thieving he might consider growing his vines a little further from the road. Those juicy orbs are clearly way too tempting to a late-night passerby with the munchies.
It’s fine, Picasso – at your age who wouldn’t be grumpy and jittery after being bathed and dragged to the vet? But next time try taking a chomp out of your owners with those three teeth instead of taking it out on the neighbors, okay?
It’s one thing to hang your underwear in the window on a Tuesday afternoon in November, but when you leave them there over Christmas you must be seriously out of your tree. How embarrassing.
It’s hard to figure out what’s worse about this thirsty offender; the unhygienic wrapping of the lips directly onto the water spout or the water gulper caking on all that gaudy pink lipstick. Probably the former, on reflection.
This note’s scribe must have had a good reason to put up this reminder. The writer’s credibility, however, really went down the toilet with that schoolboy spelling mistake.
You know that moment when you’re having a glass of wine with your neighbor and you’re about to open up about your personal life? Well, don’t – your secrets might just end up on display, which is what happened to these sign-warring neighbors in Tampa Bay, Florida.
This New York lady received so many angry letters from her elderly downstairs neighbor that she began collecting and photographing them to build a case against her. The baffled neighbor, however, was only the latest victim of a campaign of torment lasting 15 years.
For all their well-meaning intentions, ahem, local dog walkers had to be reminded that dog poop doesn’t count as fertilizer. And, therefore, that allowing their pooch to drop one cannot be considered a neighborly gesture.
Everyone has that crazy neighbor who calls the cops for the most minor offence, but when a picky someone complained about an untidy lawn the resident unleashed the best possible revenge of all. A flock of flamingos.
When you move to suburbia there’s no way of avoiding those crazy dandelion Nazis. You can practically picture this intolerant bunch standing by with weed whackers and hand mowers ready to take action at the first sniff of indifference.
Picturing cheese slapped all over this resident’s roof is funny enough, but wondering why it was repeatedly getting tossed there is equally giggle-inducing. Hopefully the tactic of humiliating Eric with this bizarre sign nipped the cheese throwing in the bud.