My Neighbor

I met my next door neighbor recently. Very interesting. He held the door open for me so I thought I would be friendly and engage in some small talk. He's probably in his 50s and has a short stature. The first things I noticed when looking at him were his large thick glasses and the huge rocks in his ears. Crazy neighbor has bling.

Earlier this year Dawn and I noticed he had about 20 birdhouses nailed to his deck so I thought I would ask him about that. I mean, the guy's got so many birdhouses out there I'm surprised he can walk around on his deck. He said he really enjoys feeding and watching the birds. Then he said he was amazed at how the birds have become "spurled" and just pick through the food he gives them. He didn't know birds could get "spurled." I didn't know what "spurled" meant. I must have been giving him a confused look because he continued to say "spurled, you know, spurled." Yeah, I did not know, but I feigned understanding and we concluded our conversation. After thinking about it for a while I figured he must have meant "spoiled" and it just sounded like "spurled" because of his east coast accent. The birds were spoiled becuase they were picking out all the good food and leaving the rest on his deck. Maybe? Well, either way, I hope he likes me because his apartment is adjacent to the laundry room and I'm the one always doing my laundry after 10 pm when I am not supposed to.