A bit of history for you.
My neighhours have loud all night parties with 'doof, doof' music. They use colourful language with voices like foghorns. They have been known to jump our fence and switch our pool to 'drain'. They lob their dog's fecal matter over the fence.
I can't wait until petrol hits $5 a litre so that they can't afford to rev their car engines or do burnouts in the street.
Now, the gardener's revenge :)
Lots and lots of blood and bone and bokashi bucket dregs spread all around my garden today, with particular emphasis on the fenceline between our two properties. Did I also mention that my compost heap went stinky so I just had to turn and lime it today :)