trouble in paradise. (hahahaha. that's my apt building name.)
THE CRAZIEST GODDAMN THING JUST HAPPENED TO ME.
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i heard a knock at the door. well, it turned into beating. when i asked who it was, no one answered. finally someone said, "lucy." fuck, man. i don't know any lucys. i figured it was some goddamned social worker, so i got kind of scared. the fact that i'm high right now doesn't help much either. anyways, back on track, this lady said this little girl knew me. "lucy" is about a 4 year old half african american chubby girl. yes, i have seen her running amongst the hallways of my apartment with a little blonde haired boy. so, i ask the lady (since she's white and i wouldn't suspect it to be her kid) if she lost her mom or something. the lady responds, "i'm her mom. i suspect that her father is cheating on me." OK. STOP. WHAT. THE. FUCK. then, this crazy broad just starts drilling me with questions. DRILLING ME. asking me what the boy looked like, etc etc. the best question was when she asked me if i had seen a 6 foot 2 inch black man in my apartment building. hahahaha. i almost lost it. ok ok, so she continues with the questions. talking about how she suspected it. the little girl was always talking about her "other mommy." lucy said her other mommy had curly brown hair, like hers. yea. this is crazy drama shit. oh yes. she started crying, sort of. she said her husband is dr. jones. he lost his doctor license in 99. i remember his name from my past. anyways, that's her boyfriend of five years, i think she said. gave me her name and told me to call her (she was what one may consider a milf. i'll sell her number. just kidding. hahaha.) if i saw anything. what the hell? then she asked for my name and number. OK. I AM NOT GOING TO GIVE SOME RANDOM BITCH AT MY DOOR MY NAME AND NUMBER. when she asked that, i started wondering if she was going to kidnap me. we talked more, then they decided to go knock on another door, so i jumped back in my apartment and closed the door lightly.
what's crazy is i've seen a 6'2 black man in burger king. lots, but he's never with other women. he's either with another old man or himself.
isn't that some shit?
it's funny living in the pre-ghetto.
LISTEN READ. DO WHATEVER.
i heard a knock at the door. well, it turned into beating. when i asked who it was, no one answered. finally someone said, "lucy." fuck, man. i don't know any lucys. i figured it was some goddamned social worker, so i got kind of scared. the fact that i'm high right now doesn't help much either. anyways, back on track, this lady said this little girl knew me. "lucy" is about a 4 year old half african american chubby girl. yes, i have seen her running amongst the hallways of my apartment with a little blonde haired boy. so, i ask the lady (since she's white and i wouldn't suspect it to be her kid) if she lost her mom or something. the lady responds, "i'm her mom. i suspect that her father is cheating on me." OK. STOP. WHAT. THE. FUCK. then, this crazy broad just starts drilling me with questions. DRILLING ME. asking me what the boy looked like, etc etc. the best question was when she asked me if i had seen a 6 foot 2 inch black man in my apartment building. hahahaha. i almost lost it. ok ok, so she continues with the questions. talking about how she suspected it. the little girl was always talking about her "other mommy." lucy said her other mommy had curly brown hair, like hers. yea. this is crazy drama shit. oh yes. she started crying, sort of. she said her husband is dr. jones. he lost his doctor license in 99. i remember his name from my past. anyways, that's her boyfriend of five years, i think she said. gave me her name and told me to call her (she was what one may consider a milf. i'll sell her number. just kidding. hahaha.) if i saw anything. what the hell? then she asked for my name and number. OK. I AM NOT GOING TO GIVE SOME RANDOM BITCH AT MY DOOR MY NAME AND NUMBER. when she asked that, i started wondering if she was going to kidnap me. we talked more, then they decided to go knock on another door, so i jumped back in my apartment and closed the door lightly.
what's crazy is i've seen a 6'2 black man in burger king. lots, but he's never with other women. he's either with another old man or himself.
isn't that some shit?
it's funny living in the pre-ghetto.