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Apparently there is some confusion as to why my neighbors hate me.
The ladies went on a camping trip 4 years ago. We got drunk. We told each other things about our lives and swore we wouldn't say a thing to anyone about what was said.
When we got back from the trip, one of the husbands saw me and asked, "What do you talk about all weekend - us men?". "Ha ha", I replied, "yeah, you know how we girls get when we are together."
From that has come forth a SHITSTORM of people not speaking to me, looking the other way when I come outside and saying nasty things behind my back.
I am so fucking sick of it. Get over yourselves.
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