They’re all three Jim. Were we messing with our kids in choosing each of our vehicle’s names? Knows, b’ys, knows.

  • I nicknamed my neighbor's three identical dogs The Jims. Whenever I go outside and they're yapping, I call back to them, "Hey Jim. Hey Jim. Hey Jim." It's my favorite part of the day.

  • I’d have a beer.

    Well, I’m surprised we’re not havin a beer right now

    Only if it's a Puppers with a shot of Gus n Bru

    Someone get this guy a puppers

    Gayle! They’d have a Round a Puppers.

  • Nice but I wonder if the neighborhood Karen will complain - our HOA is pretty good about it but man the Karen’s come out swinging if you have more than three vehicles on a drive! 😆😆

    Ha, so funny story about our neighborhood Karen, she owns the white house on the left of the pic. She’s also a retired Corrections Officer who had to take early retirement when the (local) state prison closed pre-pandemic.

    We’ve owned our house for well over a decade, but she still despises us, mainly because she despises our dogs. For context, our town has around 20k people, so not that big, but our neighborhood is considered to be “urban residential” and we’re like 5 blocks from all of the schools (elem, inter, middle, and high). This means that not only do we have no HOA, but our whole neighborhood is all families with children and animals. You can’t swing a dead cat without hitting There are so many households with dogs especially. Naturally, dogs shout at their friends when they play, even if it’s just my two idiots playing with each other, but especially if their friends on the other side of the fence are also shouting. And outside school hours, there are always a gajillion kids outside playing and doing kid shit. It’s great, I love it— our neighborhood is alive.

    Few years back, for quite a while, she would call the police every few days to complain that our dogs were too loud or barking for “hours at a time.” Our cops all know me (and my dogs) by name, so they’d come over, give the idiots some scritches and treats, and be on their way. Finally, I told them to feel free to tell her I will resort to litigation if she doesn’t stop. They agreed and also threatened her with criminal consequences. So then she would leave us these suuuuper passive aggressive letters in our mailbox, warning us about and updating the status of a petition she’s circulating with “over a dozen” signatures that she plans to give the town council for (?) no clue.

    Now that you have context, the funny story. My wife is a kind, sweet summer child woman whose heart bleeds for everyone, and she has an uncontrollable desire to please people (her words lol). After the letters started, my wife decided to turn the other cheek and tried to write nice things back to her. No dice. After some back and forth, she decided to order her a nice little gift basket with the typical spa stuff like some nice herbal teas, lotions, scrubs, oils, soaps, etc. as an olive branch. I thought it was a great idea. Well, when it arrive, Karen noticed that every single one of the products in the basket was “relaxing” and “calming” and “meditative” and absolutely took it as an insult 😂😂😂 the letter she wrote us back was absolutely hilarious. My wife was, of course, mortified at first when she realized the mistake, but she still found it pretty funny.

    Thankfully, she leaves us alone now, and out of petty, whenever my wife sees Karen while out for a walk, my wife crosses the street while making eye contact 😂 Meanwhile, I’ll be out on the front porch sitting there like:

  • The Jim’s are such fuckin beauties!

    And they sets the tone, b’ys.