I called him today..."hey, when you come Wednesday, to pick up Anthony, bring your truck. I'm going to set out your exercise equipment from the garage, so take it with you". Him: You have been keeping my things for over a year, so I will just wait for the final judgment. What ever!!! I'm stacking the crap... All I want is to get my oversized SUV in the friggin' garage. He never let me park in the 2 car garage....still carrying on this mess.....whatever. I'm stacking his shit....pulling my truck into the garage. Goodbye pretty rims, low profile tires, fuck it!! True players roll like WHAT? Man, F.U. 14 months later....I still can't park in my own garage.....I am going to stack to re-arrange and whatever happens, happens. He has my neighbors spying on me. None of their business or his, when I am home, when I am gone, when I shop for groceries, why I buy kitty litter. Fuck that. I am parking in the garage I pay for!!
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