My parents lived on the Severn. The wastewater, trees, permiable land and stuff is like a religion. You have people wandering neighborhoods and taking pictures of people pruning trees and reporting their neighbors, fist fights, lawsuits, you name it (and that just my Dad's neighbor.

The county inspector came over once, rang the doorbell and said basically, I have to come and file a report, I'm not even going to look at your property because even if you did something, at this point I don't care. That psycho and his wife need to disapear.