My dad sure had is own way with dealing with rude neighbors. Actually, just about every neighbor was rude to him. He complained about everything our neighbors did. When I was about 5 years old many decades ago, there was a neighbor right next to us who had a dog that kept coming into our yard and leaving little "presents" all over the place. So dad, in his way of thinking, retaliated by picking up all the @#$% with a shovel and after it got dark, he flung it all back into the neighbors yard. Who knows where it all landed and I could only imagine what it looked like. From what I can remember, their dog stopped coming over right after that.
It's funny some of the things you can remember from when you were really young. If you happen to find bacon grease or other @#$% you dropped onto our site flung all over your site or RV, it was probably me, your neighbor in the next site, hahahaha..... Dad sure taught me some great life lessons, lol!