WTF Chuck?

So just to bring you all up to speed... i live in jerry springerville.

my ass got woken up friday morning at 0030 over some bullshit domestic altercation at a neighbor's place. I'm thinking to myself "i could get involved now, and risk getting dragged into some bullshit or i could just bring it up the next time i feel it is appropriate." so i got out of bed and went to work, because i'm a mother fucking gangsta.

so it's fucking saturday, right? neighbor's got the music blasting. i'm like "ok, it's appropriate"

*bang bang bang*

*door opens*

me : "hey you know the- -"

her : "i'm sorry, is it too loud?"

me : "yeah, i don't know if you realize it but the walls here are paper thin. i'm really just checking to make sure you are alright, i heard some shouting the other night"

at this point, i realize that this isn't the same woman who originally looked at the place. neither is the car...

her: "shouting? from here??"

me: "yep, woke me up early as fuck the other night"

her: "no... can't be from here"

me : "you right... must have been from another unit. i'm right upstairs if you need anything"



ok.... so what the fuck is going on here? i have two scenarios in mind.

1: it's a hoe-house where people just schedule fuck sessions on backpage.com

2: she's embarassed and doesn't know how to respond.

help me dxp, you're my only hope.

the reason i say hoe-house.... is because i would have payed to get some of that....

i'm talkin' DAAAAAAYUUUUMN!!!!!!

but i really wouldn't because i'm cheap.... wah-waw....

scenario one would really explain all of the altercations that have been happenning

wtf?? you people are useless

how would YOU feel if you lived above a hooker rendezvous point—

maybe it's you the travelling hoe, OR you woke up in not-your-house-old-man again

Posted by hydorah
maybe it's you the travelling hoe, OR you woke up in not-your-house-old-man again

who the fuck is traveling??

only traveling i've been doing is to and from work.

i'd brag about the trip to the car-wash but you can barely tell.

look all i'm sayin'... is f

fuck is it 6 already?

dude she's gotta be a hooker... different dudes a couple of times a week, and i'm not talking the gentlemanly type.

these walls are paper.fucking.thin.

i think i heard her on the phone this morning "you can't keep sending me these guys. why do they think it's ok to come knock on my door at 4 in the morning??"

nah.... i might just be imagining