So the older son next door is being a jackass. All day yesterday, I heard him yelling at his mother that he wasn't going out with the snowblower until the snow finally stopped. They had a big blow out last night, with him screaming loudly after it had stopped. They just tell me to shovel all around my truck cause they won't go close to it, and they'll do the rest with the blower. So all four times I went out there yesterday, that's what I did. Around the truck, about a foot and a half cleared. He hasn't gotten out there at all today, and the younger son is out there shoveling what the older one usually snowblows. If I had known he was going to be a jerk, I would've shoveled all the crap in front of my truck, when it was easy to just push to the side. I just gave the other one some money to do the snow in front of mine when he's done getting his mother's car out.
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