I was best friends with the 2 girls who lived next door. Sometimes we’d fight. I would stand in front of their house, right by a little metal marker, which marked the property line between our yards & the “sidewalk” (which was still grass). They’d yell at me to get out of their yard, and I’d tell them, I’m not IN your yard; I’m on City Property!" Eventually we’d make up & all be friends again.
blunebottle almost 3 years ago
Your lawn (typically) starts ten feet from the curb, lady.
dwane.scoty1 almost 3 years ago
Just ask her, “How long have you been a miserable wretch?”. Besides, she probably doesn’t have your Mom’s phone # anyway!
Wren Fahel almost 3 years ago
I was best friends with the 2 girls who lived next door. Sometimes we’d fight. I would stand in front of their house, right by a little metal marker, which marked the property line between our yards & the “sidewalk” (which was still grass). They’d yell at me to get out of their yard, and I’d tell them, I’m not IN your yard; I’m on City Property!" Eventually we’d make up & all be friends again.
DDrazen almost 3 years ago
“Puritanism: The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy.” H. L. Menken.
serenasakitty almost 3 years ago
Some people just don’t like the idea of kids being anywhere near.
darker7image almost 3 years ago
how would she get her mothers phone number
Wlly Blly almost 3 years ago
This ‘toon is from 14 years ago. It just proves there have always been "Karen’s".
coffeeturtle almost 3 years ago
…now what is that expression again….
as serious as a … hmm…..