Mr T lived by one of my more distant relatives in a rich Chicago suburb for a time.
LOL... all of that money somehow missed my branch of the family tree which makes this story all the more funnier to me.
Legend has it that shortly after moving in he paved over all of his grass and and knocked the trees down to piss off his rich white neighbors.
I guess he must have felt that being a hulking monster with a mohawk and 50lbs of bling around his neck was too subtle... nevermind the fact that he was the only black man to be seen within a 10 mile radius of that place back in the late 80s (or maybe it was early 90's).
Now, I'm not a fan of needlessly killing wildlife, but the devious side of me does like where he was coming from. Who doesn't get fed up with the status quo and just want to just piss off everyone around them once and a while? It's not like he hurt anybody (except for the bankrolls of anyone with a FOR SALE sign on their property
I'll bet it's even better when you can stare down at them with fire in your eyes when they come to your door with pitchforks and say "What Fool! I didn't break no rules!"