One of my across the street neighbours, I swear is related to the Beverly hillbillies - except Jed Clampet never tore down car engines in his front driveway. They have an unruly dog who barks at you while he's pooping in your yard (I wait til it goes inside then shovel up the poop and dump it in their yard. And I keep my front door locked at night because they are one of the local pot dealers - sheesh - go figger