Never mess with a rancher and a neighbor. My father had the ultimate revenge when I was a kid…

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I grew up on a horse ranch in Colorado. We had a long piece of property, about 80 acers, and we raised Missouri fox trotters. We had lived there for almost 20 years when some folks bought a strip of property way at the back of our land. It was a strange plot of land as it was very narrow, and was sandwiched between our back fence, and a busy county road. We were surprised anyone would buy it actually, as it forced the house to be pretty close to said road.

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