My friend Dave was telling me about the rules of the development where he lives: no clotheslines, no on-street parking, no gardening, no awnings, no RVs, front doors must stay their original color, holiday decorations can be up for only 2 weeks, garage doors can be open for only 30 minutes ... the litany went on and on. When his dog died, he couldn't even bury the creature out back ("no digging").
Shortly after he moved in, a friend dropped him off and they sat in the driveway for a few minutes chatting. Before they finished their conversation, the police showed up: a neighbor had reported that "two bearded terrorists in a pickup" were checking out the neighborhood.
Of course, Dave gets the huge new house rent-free as part of a benefits package from his employer, so he's not complaining too loudly.
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