Story time rant: entitled fat fucking neighbour Ok, I think this story is about fat fucks thinking they own the street. I have a neighbour, he lives not at the end of my block but a few houses farther down from that. Which means his house, his parking area, is not near me. There is also an intersection between us. Let me give you a backstory: he is supposedly a millionaire and runs some "computer software company" from his house in this tiny village. Yea, uh huh, I'm sure it's 100% legal. He has two Mercedes: one 300 SLK and the other 250 CDI. His wife has no license and takes stuffed animals with her everywhere, so she's batshit crazy. He has to be at least 400 lbs, can barely walk and looks like jabba the hut on a bad day. Just, fucking revolting. I have one neighbour across from me, next to me is the small village hall and then the intersecting street. I park my car in the driveway at the back of the house and my wife parks her car in front of our house. My neighbours are cool with this setup. No problems right? One day, I am taking out the garbage and I hear this car driving very slowly behind me, I turn around, and at a snail's pace the SLK is rolling up towards me, with this enormous fat fuck jammed in the seat and the batshit wife next to him. He sidles alongside me like a fucking john picking up some whore and rolls down the window. No "hello, I'm Mr bla bla bla", no "how are you?", which is basically a requirement and common decency when you are approaching someone you don't know here. Window rolls down, I see one, two, three rolls of fat under his chin, he says in laboured breath with that greasy worm lips: "Do you belong to that old Lexus there?" Me: "Uh, yea, why?" Jabba: "You better move that car, it's blocking my deliveries that come daily to my place. My drivers can't get by. Also it's an obstruction to ambulances, fire trucks or any other emergency vehicles that need to get by. You need to move that car." Me: It's my wife's. You better talk to her. Jabba: Yea. <starts rolling up the window> Batshit wife (laughing nervously and embarrassed): Ahahahahaha, ok, hee hee dankschön!!! He drives away. My neighbour's dad has been picked up 3 times by an ambulance NEVER has there been a problem getting past my wife's car. I know the head of the fire department here. He said that fucking ridiculous, of course they can get by. His delivery truck, which I've never seen, can go down the intersecting street, they don't even NEED to pass my wife's car. And if they can't navigate past one car, they really shouldn't be driving a delivery truck to begin with. That's all fucking bullshit. I told my wife and she went ballistic, she's waiting for that fat fuck to tell her to move her car. Believe me, it's gonna go down that that pig even thinks of talking to her. Everyone in this village hates this asshole, I bet he thinks we all envy him, not because he's a repulsive piece of shit who like to "throw his weight around". I can't wait till this fucker dies, I will go piss on his grave. Asshole.