When you live in a small town, word gets around, and if you have beef with the city council, you had better giddy up for a long ride… of malicious compliance. One woman took on her HOA (that wasn't really an HOA, but more of a city council of sorts, as they were a small town) when they came with multiple complaints on different occasions about her property. The issue this woman had was not with their complaints, but rather with the fact that they did not bug any other of the neighborhood reside…

Housing communities frequently have what is called a ‘homeowner association', backed up by strict, often stupid bylaws. This man lived in a neighborhood where the HOA literally planted little flags in front of lawns to make sure everyone understood perfectly just how tall their grass was ‘allowed to get’. In other words, this HOA was the epitome of a densely rigid association. Now, this man hated to mow his lawn… and when I say hated, I mean to say he despised it.

This guy absolutely despises cutting his lawn, writing, “The sound of the lawn mower makes me wish I could take my ears off like Mr. Potato Head and lock them in a box.”

Go team go!

I wish we could understand goats.

Presenting, the Eldritch abomination.

It's understandably extinct.

The goats play by their own rules.

Don't defy The Goat.