Only Worry If It Starts Raining. | Home | Eat a Fried Pie, Chop Some Shitty Vines Down.

26 Jul 2012

I Ain’t Callin’ You OLD.

Written by sally @ 9:59 am — Section: sally

There was a police cruiser that crashed on my friend Jenny’s street in the middle of the night recently. Pieces of the car were found IN A TREE. Naturally, neighbors gathered the next day to discuss.

Jenny: Well, at least it happened at 2 in the morning and not during rush hour.
Other neighbors: Oh yeah, you’re right, blah blah, etc.

(A few minutes later)

Crackhead neighbor: HEY. I ain’t callin you OLD or nothing, but me and my husband are out clubbing until 3, 4, 5 in the mornin, and people are out drinkin and drivin and we don’t need no high speed chase.
Jenny: (eyes bugging out) Oh, ok.
Crackhead neighbor: Yeah, and my baby’s room faces the road, and I can’t afford to have something happen to her because I can’t have no more babies!

She also implied that if the cops knew she was talking about them, they would kill her.

This entry was posted on Thursday, July 26th, 2012 at 9:59 am and is filed under sally. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.

2 Responses to “I Ain’t Callin’ You OLD.”

  1. poobou said:
    July 26th, 2012 at 10:44 am

    Your friend Jenny needs to move, immediately.

  2. sally said:
    July 26th, 2012 at 11:35 am

    Ha! Her house has been on the market for four months…