My soon-to-be-ex neighbours. On the surface, a respectable polite couple in their early 60s; in reality, a pair of absolute cunts.
They chuck their dirty toilet paper (shit-covered) and used waxy cotton buds out of their bathroom window into the garden of the neighbours on the other side. They've denied it. No one could make their shit covered toilet paper land in that particular spot unless they actually climbed over the wall and placed them there. Dirty cunts.
Since lockdown, we have their disposable masks and gloves strewn around the street blowing in the wind (especially today-very windy). I've watched them rip them off after they've come back from shopping, open their front door and hurl them over their shoulder without a glance as to where they've landed. Filthy cunts.
They tip their hoover contents out onto the pavement when their bin is but a metre away. They particularly like to do this when someone is walking past so it blows into their face. Reason? It's too dusty for their bin. One neighbour stuck a picture of Dusty Bin (3-2-1) with a red cross through it onto their bin. It's still there. It's small but it's still there which is good. Ignorant cunts.
They shout and scream at each other throughout the night waking up half the street. Noisy cunts.
A new neighbour was moving in opposite and unloading a small van. The woman approached her and just said, 'Fuck off. We live here.' and went back inside her house slamming the door behind her.
They are cunts. They are moving soon. Good luck if they choose to live next door to you. We've heard they've set their sights on Bexley or Bromley. You have been warned.
I also used to work with someone who would put her cigarette butts into people's opened and unfinished cans of drink when she returned to the office after one of her many fag breaks. She 'just couldn't help it. Ha ha ha.'