My Neighbor Egged My Car Over Halloween Decorations—You Won’t Believe His Reason

I was beyond exhausted—the kind of tired that makes you question if you’ve brushed your teeth or remembered to feed the dog.

Ever since the twins were born, my days had blurred into a never-ending cycle of diaper changes, feeding schedules, and sleepless nights. The last thing I needed was another problem to deal with. But when I stepped outside that morning, I found my car completely covered in eggs.

At first, I thought it was a random prank. Who wouldn’t? Halloween was around the corner, and maybe some kids had gotten a little too excited. I sighed, too tired to even be upset, and grabbed a sponge and bucket, ready to clean up the mess.

But just as I started scrubbing, my neighbor Brad came strutting over with that smug grin of his.

“That was me,” he said, almost proudly. “Your car was ruining the view of my Halloween decorations.”

I blinked at him, trying to process his words through the fog of exhaustion. My car? Ruining his view? His ridiculous display of plastic skeletons, fake cobwebs, and oversized pumpkins?

Furious, but too tired to even start an argument, I just nodded, biting back the urge to say something I might regret. I didn’t have the energy for a confrontation, but in that moment, I silently promised myself that I’d find a way to teach Brad a lesson.

He had no idea who he was messing with.

Don’t get me wrong, Lily and Lucas were my sweet little babies, but taking care of two newborns mostly by myself was incredibly hard. I hadn’t slept a full night in months. Halloween was coming, and the whole neighborhood was excited—except me.

I didn’t have the energy to decorate, let alone get into the festive spirit.

Then, there was Brad.

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Brad took Halloween way too seriously. Every year, he turned his house into a huge haunted attraction with gravestones, skeletons, big jack-o’-lanterns, and more.

He loved the attention and would smile proudly whenever someone complimented his decorations.

The entire block loved it, but I was too exhausted to care about Brad’s haunted house.

One October morning, things started to fall apart.

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I went outside, carrying Lily on one hip and holding Lucas in my arm, when I noticed something. My car was covered in eggs! The eggshells were stuck to the gooey mess, dripping down the windshield like some gross breakfast gone wrong.

“Are you serious?” I muttered, staring at the mess.

The night before, I had parked in front of Brad’s house. I didn’t have much choice since it was easier to park closer to my door with the twins’ stroller.

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At first, I thought it was a prank. But when I saw egg splatters near Brad’s porch, I knew it had to be him.

Brad had done this.

Even though he didn’t own the street, Brad acted like he controlled the curb during Halloween.

Furious, I marched over to his house and knocked on the door, maybe harder than I should have, but I didn’t care anymore.

“What?” Brad opened the door with his usual smug expression, crossing his arms.

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His house was already decorated. There were cobwebs, plastic skeletons, and a witch sitting on a chair. It was all too much.

I wasted no time. “Did you see who egged my car?”

Without blinking, Brad replied, “I did it. Your car was blocking the view of my decorations.”

I stared at him in disbelief. “You egged my car because it was parked in front of your house? You didn’t ask me to move it—you just trashed it?”

He shrugged like it was no big deal. “How can people see my display if your car is in the way?”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Are you serious?”

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Brad nodded, still looking pleased with himself. “I’m the Halloween King. People come from all over to see my decorations. You’re always parked there. It’s inconsiderate and ruins the vibe.”

I was juggling two newborns, barely holding it together, and he was talking about ruining the vibe?

“Well, sorry if my life interferes with your spooky setup,” I snapped. “I’ve got newborn twins, Brad.”

“I know,” he said, leaning against the doorframe. “Maybe park somewhere else.”

“I park there because it’s easier with the babies and the stroller!”

Brad shrugged again. “Not my problem. You can park there after Halloween.”

I stood there, speechless, my anger boiling inside. But being so tired, I couldn’t even argue anymore.

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“Fine,” I snapped, and stormed back inside, shaking with anger and disbelief.

As I washed the egg off my car, something clicked. Brad wasn’t just an annoying neighbor—he was a bully. And I had had enough. If he wanted to play dirty, fine. I could play smarter.

Later that night, while rocking Lily to sleep, an idea hit me. Brad’s weakness was his pride. He needed his haunted house to be the best. I didn’t have the energy for a fight, but revenge? That, I could handle.

The next day, I casually strolled over to Brad’s yard while he was adding more decorations.

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“Hey, Brad,” I said, faking cheerfulness. “I’ve been thinking. It was inconsiderate of me to block your display. Have you thought about upgrading it?”

He looked suspicious. “Upgrade?”

“Yeah, with things like fog machines or ghost projectors. Your setup is great, but those would really impress people.”

His eyes lit up. I knew I had him.

I suggested brands I had researched—terrible machines with awful reviews. But he didn’t need to know that.

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“You think so?” he asked, already planning his next move.

“Oh, definitely. You’d be the talk of the neighborhood.”

Satisfied, I walked away, waiting for Halloween.

When Halloween night came, Brad’s house looked like a scene from a horror movie. He had gone all out, as I expected.

Crowds gathered to admire his setup, and Brad was in the middle of it, enjoying the attention.

I watched from my porch, feeling like a villain in a movie. His display looked impressive—until it didn’t.

Right on cue, the fog machine sputtered and started spraying water like a garden hose. The crowd gasped, and kids laughed.

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Brad rushed to fix it, but then his ghost projector malfunctioned. Instead of a spooky ghost, it showed a strange blob, making the kids laugh even more.

Then, one of his giant inflatables collapsed, rolling across the yard. Some teenagers, seeing the disaster, threw eggs at his house for fun.

Brad was frantic, running around trying to save his haunted house, but it was too late. His Halloween display had turned into a joke.

The next morning, just as I was feeding Lucas, there was a knock at the door. Brad stood there, looking defeated.

“I, uh, wanted to apologize,” he mumbled. “I overreacted.”

I crossed my arms, waiting. “Yeah, you did.”

He shifted uncomfortably. “I didn’t realize how hard it must be with the twins. I’m sorry.”

I let him squirm for a bit. “Thanks for apologizing, Brad. I’m sure it won’t happen again.”

He nodded quickly. “It won’t.”

As he turned to leave, I couldn’t help but add, “Funny how things work out, huh?”

Brad had no response.

Kris Kristofferson, the actor from A Star Is Born and a country music legend, has passed away at the age of 88.

Kris Kristofferson, the much-loved actor and country music singer-songwriter, passed away at his home in Maui on September 28.

Kris Kristofferson, the famous actor and country singer-songwriter, has passed away at the age of 88.

A representative said he was surrounded by his family and died “peacefully” at his home in Maui on Saturday, September 28.

In a statement shared with PEOPLE, his family said, “It is with heavy hearts that we share the news that our husband, father, and grandfather, Kris Kristofferson, passed away peacefully at home on Saturday. We feel so blessed to have had our time with him. Thank you for loving him all these years, and when you see a rainbow, know he’s smiling down at us all.”

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Kris Kristofferson was born on June 22, 1936, in Brownsville, Texas. His parents were Mary Ann and Lars Henry Kristofferson, who was a Swedish immigrant and an Air Force general. Kris developed a love for country music early on and wrote his first song, “I Hate Your Ugly Face,” when he was just 11 years old. As a military kid, he moved a lot before his family settled in San Mateo, California, during his teenage years.

According to his website, Kris had two short stories published in Atlantic Monthly when he was 18. In 1954, he went to Pomona College in California, where he played football, boxed in Golden Gloves competitions, and was the sports editor for the school newspaper. He was even featured in Sports Illustrated’s “Faces in the Crowd” issue in 1958. After graduating with a degree in creative writing, he earned a Rhodes Scholarship and completed his master’s in English literature at Oxford University in 1960.

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According to the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs, after college, Kris Kristofferson’s parents encouraged him to join the military. He enlisted in the U.S. Army and, within five years, became a helicopter pilot and reached the rank of captain. While stationed in West Germany in the early 1960s, he continued writing songs and formed a band with other soldiers. After his service, he was offered a job teaching English at West Point military academy.

However, during a visit to Nashville, Tennessee, while on leave, he rediscovered his love for music. This led him to leave the Army in 1965 and pursue a career in music full-time. In a 2010 interview, Kris said, “I just fell in love with the music community there. The older musicians really supported the newcomers, and it was a very soulful time. It was the best decision I ever made.”

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In Nashville, Kris Kristofferson worked as a night janitor at Columbia Studios while submitting songs he wrote, like “For the Good Times” and “Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down.” “For the Good Times” was first recorded by Bill Nash in 1968, but it became a hit when Ray Price released his version in 1970. The song appeared on Kristofferson’s debut album and earned a Grammy nomination for Best Country Song in 1972. It was even covered by soul legend Al Green.

Kristofferson’s song “Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down,” also from his first album, was picked up by Ray Stevens and Johnny Cash. Cash’s version became a hit, winning Song of the Year at the 1970 CMA Awards and reaching No. 1 on the country charts.

Another famous Kristofferson song, “Me and Bobby McGee,” co-written with Fred Foster, was released on Janis Joplin’s posthumous 1971 album Pearl. The song became a massive hit, reaching No. 1 on the pop charts and earning two Grammy nominations in 1972. That same year, Kristofferson won his first Grammy for Best Country Song for Sammi Smith’s version of “Help Me Make It Through the Night.”

Throughout the 1970s, Kristofferson released more albums and hits, including “Loving Her Was Easier (Than Anything I’ll Ever Do Again)” and “Why Me,” which earned two Grammy nominations. He also worked with his second wife, singer Rita Coolidge, on several albums, winning two Grammys for their duets “From the Bottle to the Bottom” and “Lover Please.”

In a 1970 New York Times article, Kristofferson was described as “a poet more than a musician,” admired for his ability to connect country, pop, and underground music.

Kristofferson also became a successful actor, appearing in films like Cisco Pike (1972), Pat Garrett & Billy The Kid (1973), and Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore (1974). Despite having no acting experience, he felt confident about acting and took on roles based on his understanding of the characters.

His big break came with his role as a troubled rock star in the 1976 remake of A Star Is Born, alongside Barbra Streisand. This role won him a Golden Globe for Best Actor in 1977. He later became known for playing Whistler in the Blade trilogy with Wesley Snipes.

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Music was always a big part of Kris Kristofferson’s life. He teamed up with Johnny Cash, Waylon Jennings, and Willie Nelson to form the country supergroup The Highwaymen. Their first album, Highwayman, and its title song topped the country charts in 1985. The group released two more albums: Highwayman 2 in 1990 and The Road Goes On Forever in 1995.

Throughout his long career, Kristofferson received many awards, including three Grammys and a lifetime achievement award from the Recording Academy in 2014. He was also nominated for an Oscar in 1985 for Best Original Song for the movie Songwriter, in which he starred with Willie Nelson. In 2004, he was inducted into the Country Music Hall of Fame.

In 2013, Kristofferson shared his struggle with memory loss. At first, doctors thought he had Alzheimer’s, but it turned out to be Lyme disease, according to CBS News. His wife, Lisa Kristofferson, explained that once he got the right treatment, his condition improved quickly.

“He was on all these medications for things he didn’t have, and they had side effects,” Lisa told Rolling Stone in 2016. “But after treatment, he came back. There are still tough days, but some days he seems perfectly normal, and it’s easy to forget he’s even dealing with anything.”

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After releasing his final studio album, The Cedar Creek Sessions, in 2016, Kris Kristofferson officially announced his retirement from music in 2021. He also shared that Morris Higham Management would be handling his estate.

Clint Higham, president of the management company, praised Kristofferson, saying, “He is the artist that every artist wants to be. If there were a Mount Rushmore for songwriters, Kris would be on it.”

When asked about the secret to life in a 2017 interview with Men’s Journal, Kristofferson said, “I once made a list of rules. It said: Tell the truth, sing with passion, work with laughter, and love with heart. That’s a good place to start.”

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Kris Kristofferson is survived by his wife, Lisa, along with his eight children and seven grandchildren.

He was first married to Frances Beer, and they had two children: daughter Tracy, born in 1962, and son Kris, born in 1968. With his second wife, Rita Coolidge, he had a daughter named Casey in 1974. Kris and Lisa have five children together: Jesse (born in 1983), Jody (1985), John (1988), Kelly Marie (1990), and Blake (1994).

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