I agree. There's more to the story. The neighbors are really close with the family, Friday night out to eats, always sharing holiday feasts, the kids grew up together, etc...
If I tell "Bob" that his car has over spray, I'm going to need to paint myself like this guy...
for him to believe I'm responsible. I don't want to look like that guy. I also don't want my mother to lose her painting privileges in the neighborhood. Dad has already banned her from spray painting in the garage.
She needs a booth, but to her, that's just more "clutter".
Fixing it is my problem, and I'm sure I will.
I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't have a need for a few greenbacks.
I counted 187 farts that I sucked out of those seats, and at a nickle a fart, I can't buy the new supplies I need.
