From Burbia: "The Neighbor Lawn Chair Wars continue. Here's the most recent email string between a guy who seems to know no limit to being a freak & his frustrated (but pretty damn funny) neighbor-victim... Quick Cliff Notes of the earlier emails:
Freak neighbor [Paul] complained about his normal neighbor [John] keeping a couple lawn chairs on John's own lawn... Unsatisfied & coming undone, Paul continued -- with a barrage of messages that included a comical "settlement offer" allowing John to keep only 1 lawn chair on his own lawn. John's response: "No"...and then to erect lawn chair towers in his backyard, in addition to discovering for Paul (& town authorities) a leaking underground oil tank on Paul's yard. Not good for Paul."
"Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you walk into an open sewer and die." - Mel Brooks