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He always seemed like a real nice guy. Mowed his lawn, payed his taxes, loved to collect hummels. Then one day he goes off the deep end, records a song called Hubski meets Twin Peaks and goes postal in a Krispy Kreme parking lot. Those fat bastards never had a chance. But yeah.. real good neighbor.
Look out bgood79, I know where you live. Oh wait, you moved. Nevermind, you're safe.