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Monday, September 10, 2012

Trailer For Rent And Rooms To Rent

The Taliban next door are bringing in bomb material through their back doors, as in stuff up the butt. Swear to Allah, there has been a lull in their activity. Late night arrivals and the garage door always, always has two cars parked so close to the door, shit couldn't slide by. Not the same cars either. They switch and there are always new cars for a while before you never see them. The Greeter is all you see. When you go over to be fucking American neighborly The Greeter is there to see you. Greeter has been in our house but we or I have never been in theirs. Ever, even standing there with produce in hand, they don't want eggs, just the tomatoes. Okay, their from Iran, the Iran Taliban Jihad Warriors building their fucking bomb don't want fresh fucking country eggs.

On the other side is Mean Queen and Daddy. Fresh off the boat from Israel they have themselves a palace, of sorts. What is it with the cement? See anything where a plant could grow? Cement it. Cover it in rocks and cement and then pick your fucking neighbors tomatoes by reaching over on a ladder to get them because you don't have earth. You have cement. He just fucked some Hispanic workers out of a day's pay. I know because I heard the argument. Daddy asked if I wanted the worker to paint my fence shit brown like he just had his. Fuck no. I like redwood. I know he has never seen a fucking redwood tree, they're in California but what the fuck would someone care about the beauty of redwood when cement drips from their ass?

We are the Gaza Strip. Fucking queers in La.La land with chickens, dogs, cats, parties and bicycles. Pinned between the Taliban and the Jews. What the fuck happened? Not that I feel squeezed. Fuck no, not that, just because their both fucking crazy on each side. Why would I feel squeezed?

Then across the street the House of Crime is still up for rent. They come, they go but the house is waiting for a criminal. Someone like the last two that needs guns, sheriffs with bullet proof vests and fucking bazookas for rifles before it will rent.

What this hood needs now is a load of black drag queens to take charge. They'll clean up this shit pronto.


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