A few years back my wife and I sold our house in the county seat. We moved out here to the country to get away from ever-increasing property taxes and fees, and it took the better part of a year to sell the old place. The couple that bought the house has 3 kids, and they home-school them. They have Christian stickers and signs all over their vehicles and vanity plates with Christian themes. The buyers played on our sympathies and wheedled a substantial price reduction out of us. They seemed like nice enough people, and my wife and I thought that our very stable, upscale neighborhood would be a good place for them to raise the kids. Shortly after they were in the process of moving in, I got a call from the wife saying that the ceiling in the downstairs bathroom was wet. It turns out that the thin brass waste-and-overflow pipe from the upstairs tub had ruptured (perhaps during winter when the place was unoccupied), and I told her that I'd pay a plumber to repair the minor damage. The plumber asked her if she wanted him to replace that brass with PVC and patch the ceiling (total cost less than $100) and she said "No, we're going to remodel the bathrooms." A few weeks later, she sent me a bill to replace the nice Delta mixing valves in both tub/shower enclosures with new valves, totaling almost $400. I refused to pay for that. Then a few months later, a lawyer sent me a VERY nasty letter trying to extort over $8000 from me and my wife for "undisclosed damage" that we had "covered up." I sent that shyster a pointed letter indicating that she was going to be facing an extortion charge if she pursued the bogus claim, and that was the end of that. The nice "Christian" woman dodges and avoids me at all costs because she knows what a dishonest creep she is. At an outdoor garden center, I saw her duck her youngest daughter behind a display of bagged manure/loam, etc, and they stayed hidden while I bought my supplies. I lingered a while at the kiosk, talking to the owners about anything, just so she'd have to sweat it out a bit longer. Now the kicker - today my wife heard from a co-worker that our old house is in foreclosure and is back on the market. The finance company is trying to recoup some of their investment, though in this soft housing market, they'll probably take a bath. I regret the disruption and problems that the children will go through when losing their home, but the parents got just what they deserved. Instant Karma, indeed.