[halkony]

I have an unfortunate story of my father's hoarding.

About a decade ago, my childhood home got raided by the DEA because my brother allegedly ordered precursors on the darkweb. My father consented to a full search. DEA agents opened up his garage as our neighbor pulled out his lawn chairs to watch the affair. The garage was the crown jewel of my father's hoard, filled with ancient technology and useless crap. One of the DEA agents, frustrated from hours of searching, screams out "Why does he have so much fucking shit?!"

They found nothing and completely trashed the place, likely a little upset. Thankfully I didn't live there at the time. I did find it comedic that the cops were there way longer than they wanted to be just going through my father's shit.

[DontchaKnowit]

Wow your neighbor sounds like a tool.