I'll talk about my "ghetto" experience..well one of em.. Ok like last summer we lived in this house that was so damn ghetto it was like downtown abbotsford...ooo...haha anyways it was just gross it was this big ass house, that I swore used to be a church or an insane asylum or something, and it was pretty big and it was only 550 a month, um there was no heat and like after a month of living in it the hot water blew out and we couldnt get it fixed cuz they planned on tearing it down in a few months anyways so we had to live without hot water for like 4 months, and one night i was sitting on my comp in my room and like the comp was set up on this counter which i think used to be a kitchen counter and sink but there was just a big hole where the sink used to be and so there were cupboards and what not, and im sitting there and suddenly something tries to bust outta the counter im like what the..so i hold it shut, and then put a chair against it so whatever the hell is tryng to get out cant, and its bouncing around like a mad man, im pretty sure it was a giant possum cuz it was white, and so anyhow it lived in my walls for about a month before i decided to spray like 2 cans of raid into tho hole where it always stuck its head out, than it never cam back. :) oh yah! we didnt have grass, our house was surrounded by sand, and i was always finding these strange pigeons around that couldnt fly i think they had west nile.....i brought them across the street to the ghetto vet im sure they just killed em, but told me they were gunna see wut was wrong with em, hookers were always fighting on the street and bank parking lot beside our house, and they killed my cat. they beat it or someting and threw it in the bush. and there was this abandoned house across the street where all the crack head and hookers lived which someone torched and everyone gathered around to watch burn...and everything in that house was just so old and creepy, i think it was haunted...i heard ghosts i swear, hah. we had one of those old bath tubs that like had the feet....i tried to use it but it leaked like downstairs or someting and flooded the kitchen, and one time this rock star walked into our house...or something and i hit him in the head with like a 2x4 it was pretty funny, he was pretty huge so everyone but me ran away from him, i just watched him freak out in the kitchen....doesnt really sound that "ghetto" but i guess it was just one of those had to be there things, theres tons more...haha but i have already typed a story book full...yah ...im bored
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