I disciplined my neighbor because she constantly hanging her panties directly in front of my son’s window.

The house next door recently had a new neighbor. I almost choked on my coffee one morning when looking out the window of my son’s bedroom.

Her washing rack was positioned directly in front of my son’s window. The issue was not her clothing, but rather her distinctly obtrusive underpants.

It’s important to note that our neighborhood’s homes are rather near to one another. The yard of the house next door is visible from our window.

I didn’t really notice this detail at first, but eventually I developed the habit, and even my son began to pick it up. “Mom, why are our neighbor’s underwear so small?” he asked me one day. Do they toss pebbles with them?

Then I knew it was time to do something about it. I therefore went to speak with my neighbor. She was fairly amiable at first, but as soon as I brought up the topic and gently requested that she dry her underwear indoors, she responded, “In my house, I do what I want!”

I soon saw that such a discussion would not result in anything. I therefore concluded that giving her a decent lesson would be the best course of action.

I thought of something kind of crazy.

Using the sewing machine, I made enormous panties, embellished them with flamingos, and displayed them in front of her window.

While she was away, I took this action.

Even from a distance, the spectacle was too lavish to miss.

Everyone on the street must have been curious about what was happening.

My neighbor froze at the bizarre image when she got back.

As if to confirm that it wasn’t a dream, she kept her gaze focused on the massive panties that were hanging there.

The hush was broken after a moment of astonishment by a roar of laughter.

Her laughing reverberated across the room as she eventually started to remove her laundry, shaking her head.

She hasn’t hung her clothing outside since that day.