Through a Lens Darkly

I was sitting at the computer pretending to do my essay when I saw my next-door neighbour walk by our house and walk back to their property. Then his wife did the same thing. Then both of them walked by again, this time laughing. Our lawn isn't the greatest right now. There's weeds and patches everywhere, but they have no right to laugh at it. We just moved in and we're still mighty busy.
Those bastards better be prepared for what me and my brothers have in store for them. They've got garden gnomes on their lawn. Soon enough, one will be stolen and each day after that, a piece of the victim will be thrown into their backyard. No mercy...