My neighbor likes to cook in the buff. No lie. He lives alone, keeps always to himself, so if that's his thing, who am I to judge? My only thought is this: he needs new blinds.
His have a small break. It isn't huge, and even if he wore JUST an apron it'd be fine for the most part, but the breach in the blinds is big enough to know that when I see buns, it's not because he's cooking hamburgers. And when I see a weiner, it's well....you get it: not hot dog night.
He starts his supper about the time I pull in from work every night. The first time I saw {all of} him I was, admittedly, a little phased. I told Dan. He didn't believe me. Like I'd make up a naked neighbor?! It wasn't too long, though, before an innocent run to the mail box for Dan turned into....a peak at the male box. Oh yes. Now he believes me.
So...who wants to come over for dinner {heehee}?!
8 comments:
HAHA! LOVE IT! You should anonymously send him a note letting him know he needs new blinds. ;) You don't want to embarrass him, but you need to protect your eyes! HA HA!
That's CRAZYTOWN!
I am laughing out loud. This is hysterical. I love that it's not "hot dog night". So funny! This is one of your best.
BAHAHA, I did not know people actually did that!
HA HA HA HA!!! That is HILARIOUS...and gross.
eeewwwww
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Oh, man! Sounds like you have to be outside to get the view, so at least it's not right in your face as you walk through you home. Funny!
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