Next door are having a massive fight about google

[GingerFrogs]

Screaming and shouting and swearing.

Something about "your not even fucking signed into google"

Walls are really thin.

What's the strangest fight you've heard?

It's escalating massively ones saying you have to sign in, the other saying you don't. "I saw you do it youre a fucking liar and a cunt" And someone else is screaming shut the fuck up at both of them.

Maybe they should ask jeeves?

Neighbour was having an argument with 'Alexa' which I can only assume was one of those speaker things. He sounded pretty furious though

I don't think I've overheard anything as random as that. But the biggest disagreement DH and I have ever had was about the timeline of terminator vs the order of the films. It went on for ages and was only solved by googling.

I don't know what the fight was about as I was upstairs at the time and although I could hear it couldn't hear what was being said, but it ended in both making animal noises at each other for about 15 mins.

I once heard neighbours a few doors down, rowing with their neighbours on the far side from me.
Neighbour A is in their garden- neighbour B in their house- I assume hanging out of the window.

Neighbour A - what do you mean keep it fucking down?!
Neighbour B- (indistinguishable)
Neighbour A- it’s summer! It’s saturday! I’m having a fucking drink!
Neighbor B - (indistinguishable)
Neighbour A - you call who you fucking want! I’ll shinny up your fucking drainpipe and talk to them my bastard self! I used to be in the Lancers you know!

To this day I don’t get the Lancers thing.
It sounds dreadful (and was at the time), but A and B were generally friendly.

My neighbour was raging at her partner the other day because he broke her plant and it had cost her £25. She was shouting at him for a good half an hour, couldn't hear him at all!

Neighbour arguing with his wife and daughter about how many people they could fit in their car. He was insistent that no cars had space for more than two people on the backseat and had to be shown the three seatbelts before he conceded.

TheSheep The Royal Lancers are a cavalry regiment of the British Army.

My neighbour once screamed, shouted and then punched her bf in the face in the middle of the street because he wouldnt clean out her "fucking rabbits". Delightful. We had a mini street party when they moved!

The Royal Lancers are a cavalry regiment of the British Army.

Which begs the question, how the hell was he planning to get his horse up the drainpipe?

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@tootrue

I once witnessed a man take off his trousers outside my front window to prove to his mate that he hadn’t stolen £20

That sounds like an arguement DH and I would have. Our most heated arguements tend to be about the most insignificant things, a memorable one being the price of a loaf of hovis and a pint of milk. We are both very stubborn and don't back down so tend to escalate the stupid stuff. When it comes to big things we tend to talk nicely then storm off and slam a door 😂 but the little things can quickly become a ridiculous arguement.

I once heard a woman in a supermarket say to her partner (I presume), with what sounded like genuine hatred in her voice, 'yes, well, we all know what happens when you buy the fucking expensive crackers'. I have wondered ever since what on earth happened when he bought the fucking expensive crackers.

I've had to move rooms because they are crazily loud.

Some of these are brilliant!

DH and I once had a massive argument because he cooked me the tea I asked for

Next door is always doing building work...
Her screaming at the estate agent that the 30k she had spent had not made hers worth more that 2k more than mine.

My father, aged 67 at the time, refused to speak to my mother for a week because she said he didn't look like Paul McCartney.

Awesome. From now on I'm going to substitute "hmm, no I'm not sure that's the case" with "you're a fucking liar and a cunt"!

DH and I tend to have huge arguments about the most insignificant things complete with awful name calling. Proper huge issues we tend to deal with very amicably. DH once told me he actually wasnt that big a fan of custard and was ok not having custard on his pudding if it was easier than me going back to the shop. That resulted in me calling him a selfish cunt for not having told me this for the last 15 years I had been going out of my way to buy and make custard! Not my finest moment.

Our neighbours once had a row over the colour of the packet of Salt and Vinegar crisps.

It ended with him slamming the front door shouting he was going to go and buy an effing packet to prove he was right.

DS3 and I had a pretty heated exchange last night about the timeline of the Back to the Future films and how the 1955 Doc could possibly have been there with 1985 Marty when he was already back in 1885. Turns out we both have quite strong opinions on the subject.

Sorry had to chime in. My partner and I fought about our children’s first ever birthday party last year. It was the night before the event and we were debating cost of everything.