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Originally posted by motion
The ex Vietnamese general that lives across the street spends his days clipping his yard with a pair of scissors. I kid you not. Beautiful yard, though!

Hijack.

There's a Bosnian family next door to me. They run a cabinet making biz out of their garage, and grampa - who doesn't speak a lick of English - spends his days digging up the lawn with a claw hammer. He'll dig up a section, re-seed it, then dig it up again a couple months later.

Granddaughter is a little hottie though, and she just bought a Mini S. Sadly, she won't give me the time of day. I was helping he and her mom with one of their cars one day, and we needed something from the parts store. I casually say "we should run down to Kragen and get an XYZ." She was on to me, and did me one better: "Great idea! Mom, you go with him!"