Fat Fuck Neighbour I am so fucking pissed off right now. Please excuse any spelling/grammar errors. My neighbour works in construction. Just to give you an idea of his physique, he was probably muscular when he was younger but had let himself go over the years. He's in his late 50's or early 60's, not sure. He usually minds his own business so I don't pay him any attention. I can't stand his fat fuck of a wife. She's as wide as she is tall - if I had to guess, I'd say at least 250 pounds at 5 feet tall, maybe 5'1". I think she's younger than him but I don't know, it's hard to tell with hams. Today my neighbours are doing their driveway. Since neighbour guy used to work in construction, he's doing it himself. It looks like they are pouring a concrete border today, and maybe will put asphalt in the middle once that dries, not sure. So he ordered however much cement to do the border, and the cement truck came to pour it. They backed the cement truck into the neighbour's garage and were using wheelbarrows to carry it out. My husband had a few days of vacation left, so he took today and tomorrow off so he could have a 4 day weekend. We decided to go to the gym this morning instead of later tonight, because why not? So we packed up the baby and headed out around 10am. My neighbour has his van blocking our driveway. We can't get in or out. My husband tells him he needs to move his van because we need to leave, and he has his obeast wife move it. After the gym we came back home quickly before heading out again for an appointment. The neighbour's van is blocking our driveway again - we can't get in. My husband and I are irritated, but we don't really need to pull into the driveway because we just needed to grab a few things before leaving again. My husband runs into the house. As he's locking up to come back to the car, the neighbour says to him, "oh, sorry, I thought you guys were home." No you fucking didn't, asshole, you saw us leave and you knew we were leaving because we told you to move your fucking van. My husband just tells him that we will only be about half an hour, please move the van before we get back. The appointment took us more than half an hour, and when we get home again, lo and behold, the fucking van isn't moved. So my husband goes up to the neighbour a third time and tells him to move his van because we need into our driveway. Neighbour has his fat fuck wife move it, and we pull in to our driveway. Seconds later, the fat bitch moves the van to block our driveway again. We aren't even out of the car yet and she's blocked us in our own driveway. Now I'm angry. So I get out of the car and yell, "you need to move that van now. You can't block us in our driveway, we need to be able to get out. I have things I need to do today." Fat bitch scowls, climbs back into the van, and moves it in front of another neighbour's driveway. Fucking cunt couldn't be bothered to park it down the street where she wouldn't be blocking anyone; that would involve actually walking more than 10 feet. I am still fuming. I can't believe anyone could be so fucking ignorant and lazy. If I find that fucking thing in front of my driveway again, I am just going to call parking enforcement. Fuck my fat asshole neighbours.