My favorite neighbor has moved…Saturday mornings just got boring.
Here are some of my favorite spy shots of him. I called him “the kilt”. He was not from the UK, just a dude who liked to wear kilts and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles tees and funny hats and go barefoot. I never met him or his gf but i’d watch them out my kitchen window like a creep on the weekends. He sure loved his kilts. He wore pants on the day of the move. I gasped when i saw a moving van out front of their place. I overheard one of the movers say “good luck in Texas”..so, on that note, Texas, lookout for this guy, he’s amazing.
The door closed and Saturday mornings got boring.