For almost two years I have bitched about my next door neighbors, no not Stacy, The Bastards.  The Bastards claim not to speak English when you go and knock on their door at 3am because their blaring sound system has woken up your child.  The Bastards play the immigrant card with the management.  The Bastards keep their back porch like a pigsty.  I could go on and on…

But we’ll save that for later.

The Bastards are moving!  WhooHoo!