May 19/09 Killer Condom
May 19, 2009 by Brian Finch
Filed under Acid Reflux Reality Show, No Name, Trauma
You’d think this was an ad for the Palin Abstinence Program, endorsed by Sarah’s very own grandchild.
This morning on this glorious sunny day, I suddenly hear a woman screaming:
“HEY GET OUT……….GET OUT………..THIS IS MY HOUSE
GET OUT……..YOU DON’T LIVE HERE….THIS IS NOT YOUR HOUSE”
This went on for a few minutes, so I had to check out what the fuck was going on. There is a small parquet beside my building, it could have been any number of crack whores out there.
Instead it was coming off of one of the half a million dollar houses who back on to my balcony. A nicely done up blond-haired woman armed with a Swiffer standing behind her patio sliding door was the culprit. She’s open the door start yelling at a raccoon all the while banging her Swiffer Wet Jet against the wall or patio deck.
I guess the raccoon figured out that this “was not his house” and found a way out and carried out with his day.
The women, being this was probably more drama than her nice upper middle class life could handle probably headed back in for a Scotch on the rocks chaser to her double dose of Ativan so that she could carry on her day of gardening, and grocery shopping.
