Toeing that fine line between annoying and crazy

So I mentioned before about our crappy neighbor with his guns and guard dogs and overall antisocial demeanor.

It's okay, take a sec, refresh your memory if need be... I'll wait...

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Okay, let's continue.

So while I spent the weekend planting trees, planning my garden, and in general beautifying my yard and increasing its value, our darling neighbors spent the weekend inexplicably digging a trench and burying metal posts on which to hang a six-foot tall chain link fence.

Yeah... nothing sends your property value down quite like destruction and chain link.

Yay me.

While we were out in the yard on Sunday, our immediate neighbors (the house in between us and the scary people) stopped by to comment on our progress with our yard, and the conversation naturally turned to the thorn in our collective sides.

First of all, they are "preppers". Not the hey-you-never-know-so-let's-be-prepared types.

No, no.

Like, hardcore the-world-is-ending-and-everyone-is-out-to-get-us types. Great.

Paranoid + high-calibre rifles? Dream neighbors, amiright?!?

And apparently, the trench in their backyard? That's all it is intended to be. A trench. To "run drills" in.

Dear God, I don't think I want to know what that means.

And the chain link fence? Well, besides the fact that it directly violates our neighborhood's covenants and adds a nice splash of ugly to an otherwise beautiful street, apparently they are looking into the legality of putting razor wire on top of the fence.

Yes. You read that right.

Razor wire.

Because that's what you think of when you picture mountain living.

A prison-like compound two plots down.

What's next? Guard towers?!?