Last house we had some new people moved in behind us, down a hill about 25' high. They had teenage boys who liked to play pool on an outdoor pool table until the wee hours of the morning. I almost hopped the fence and kicked some ass when I was drunk on Thanksgiving. We ended up moving.

New family that moved in next door had me concerned when I heard they have 7 kids, but they're nice people and I'm happy.

Why do you ask about the neighbors from hell, planning on becoming one?