"I'monna call the city on you!" your neighbor yells. Her name is Martha Hazelden. You don't know her very well except as an angry face in a window that yells at you about noise you are making, or how long your showers are. You have always thought she was maybe a tiny bit schizophrenic.
Martha is limping over towards her barbed wire fence in a sweatsuit. "You got rats!" she says, "I seen 'em - FRATERNIZIN with the ducks and chickens!"