Dear Neighbor's **** Walnut Tree,
why can't you die?
I don't like hating something living as much as I hate you but you are a dirty filthy tree, wrecking havoc on the neighbor's yards, my yard, my car, my carpet (walking thru your walnut juices). And I still think to this day that the first time I broke my food was b/c of your 'crop'. Your owner thinks he is sitting on a gold mine, well, he might be if he actually stayed home long enough to pick up his place. Instead his house looks like he doesn't have a pot to pee in, and he is jetting all over God's creation meeting women on the internet.
If he spent the money that he spends on plane tickets on his house his house would be gorgeous on the outside.
But no, one day you will fall and it will probably be onto my garage or car, and I will have to pay for the damages you cause b/c your dud of an owner.
In annoyance and bitterness,