Suburban Spy

Yippee the spy is back after loosing the email address that was designed to self destruct to set up the blog and then loosing it. Oh well, shit happens. Especially when you a Suburban Spy. Fortunately I only had two posts on it before I lost it. So far in my adventures as a spy I have learned that my goody two shoes next door neighbors on the left is a secret pot smoker and porn surfer. The neighbors behind me have two seemingly perfect teenagers. A boy and a girl. There twins and there just two damn perfect in there little preppy clothes always helping there parents around the house without argument and having nice quiet family barbecues in t back yard. I know there up to something. The question is what? Then there are the people in the big house down the street I have been watching. They live in a house thats really way to pricey for a neighborhood like this and they drive two sleek new Mercedes and do not appear to have jobs. They might work at home. I suspect that work at home might include cooking or growing something illegal in the basement. This is not California, its not legal here. I wish it was legal. I'd be growing it in the backyard if it were.