WENDELL HUSSEY | Cadet | CONTACT
A local Betoota Heights father of 3 is rapidly escalating a regional conflict today.
Henry Brayshaw from Smith Street (the nicest part of our double garage paradise) has decided on upping the ante against ‘that fuckwit next door.’
Moving in a couple of years ago, the ‘fuckwit’ who goes by the name of Grahame has locked horns with Henry over a number of issues.
First, it was the constant parking on the street out the front of Henry’s house because he didn’t want to park his boat on his own nature strip.
Then, it was the fucking Native Frangipanis that keep rapidly growing over the back fence.
And finally, it culminated in a fucking monstrosity of a renovation that took out the morning sun on Henry’s back deck.
“Yeah, that was it for me,” said Henry.
“The fucking prick didn’t even have the gall to notify us before submitting plans to council,” said Henry, who pretty much flat our refuses to converse with Grahame – giving him a short eyes to the ground nod at best.
“How fucking pathetic can ya be?”
“So yeah, I have decided to take matters into my own hands,” said Henry, who was out moving a few leaves around at 6:45 this morning.
“I heard them having a few mates over and chatting late into the night,” laughed Henry.
“So I decided to try and teach him a lesson.”
“Fucking prick.”
