Excerpts from my memoirs
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- TheBlueOne0
Tuesday 21th May 1998.
I've about had it with the freak down the corner. Sunday night he was up and about til all hours of the night with some sort of PA system set up. He had covered himself in some sort of gold paint and pranced about naked on his veranda reading excerpts from Hunter S. Thompson's "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" through the sound system. His neighbors started throwing garbage at him. I won't resort to such uncivilized tactics so I went to his home first thing this morning. He was sitting in the driveway, still covered in the gold paint applying thousands of Bazooka gum wrappers to his tricycle with rubber cement. Again, he asked me if I "liked his moped", I'm not sure what that is code for? Some sort of street slang? I tried to reason with him to get him to behave, their are children about here and we're all quite concerned about our property values, not to be crass about it, but it's true. I think he tried to see my point, and then inquired if I too had received any correspondence from the government. When I told him no, he sidled up to me and warned me quietly to keep an "eye on my jewels as there are sorcerers about." I have serious doubts that he will heed my warning to calm it down.