14.6.06

what seems to be the problem ossifer, part 19

what the motherfucking fuck. d'ya s'pose it's karma for the amount i cuss up here in his joint?

so, uhh, 3 of us, not even drunk really, end up at my place last night. 3 girls. THREE. and the cops are called. seriously, it's getting to be a joke... even the cops are standing in my damned kitchen laughing at how ridiculous it was. we had music on, but super low. even the cop said it wasn't that loud. this is seriously bordering on harrassment. the fucking strata in this building are ridiculous. and the bitch president comes to my door the other night and tells me my dog is not allowed to shit anywhere in here:


WHAT THE FUCK am i supposed to do as i walk my dog from my back door to the street beyond this courtyard, shove a plug in his ass? just for that bitch, i'm letting him shit anywhere he goddamned well pleases and i ain't picking it up anymore.

do you realize that 90% of what strata councils talk about is poop? get lives people, seriously. i call for a mass pooping outside this building. let's do it on july 4th, independence day, everyone gather around the outside of 4280 moncton st in steveston, drink starbucks, because as ze frank has discussed many times, it makes you shit, and when the clock strikes, let's say, 1 o'clock, we all drop our drawers and shit. strata will be talking about poop for months. geriatric old fuckfaces with nothing better to do than talk about shit. you know one woman took a picture of my dog shitting in the courtyard and sent it to strata? ahaha aaaa. THIS IS WHY WE HAVE NURSING HOMES. PEOPLE, DO THE WORLD A FAVOUR, STICK YOUR FOLKS IN NURSING HOMES IF THEY'RE BITTER! or obsessed with poop. i don't care if you think it's inhumane... if they don't want to be locked in a home, don't fucking be bitter. simple.

we might even get a tax cut out of the whole deal, cause we certainly wouldn't need as many cops on duty as we do now, breaking up prayer meetings and boy scout cookouts and the wild rager 3 women are having at midnight, making edemame and checking email and listening to phil collins almost on mute.

fuck. becky peaked through the peep hole when the cops knocked and said, "uh oh, it's the cops again" and they came in and asked why she'd said that. hahaha.

well, i'm off to read the news, peace out dumbasses

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