My next door neighbor has not mowed his lawn in 2009. I decided yesterday in a round about way to bring attention to the eye sore that has been bothering me for weeks.
"Hey, Bob. How are you doing?"
I didn't allow him to answer. Instead, I tried to use humor to get him to see what I have to see every time I am in my front yard.
"Your grass grows so much faster than mine. You could film an episode of "Man vs. Wild" in your front yard. Want me to call the Discovery Channel and get them out here for you? Could be a nice money maker for you."
Without hesitation, Bob turned around and walked back in his house without saying a word. Guess he doesn't get my sense of humor.