“I came here to comment on my own story about my weird neighbor and his lawn, so I’ll just tack it on to yours. He stopped mowing his backyard when he moved in across the street. Called it a meadow. Whatever. One night my dad and I are watching this crazy dark thunderstorm from our porch. A massive lightning bolt lit up the sky, and in that second we saw the weirdest thing ever. Our big, bearded, crazy-haired neighbor was buck-ass naked, prancing around his “meadow” like a gazelle. Then back to blackness, and we had to confirm with each other what we saw. We could also hear him practicing “primal screaming” between the thunderclaps, which we did actually ask about because we kept hearing it really late at night.”