Mitchell Lane / The Party's Over
And, it's time to go now. Greetings from Chapel Hill! Yes, now that the students are back, I cruised E. Franklin St. Monday. Saw squads of Dudley Do Rights (LEO) walkin' in fours and kickiin' down doors. Well, not actually home invading, but tell that to the fiends on Mitchell Lane not far from Tate Reality and the barber shop. I saw Donna, the convicted exhibitionist, further down the block on E. Franklin dressed in a loin cloth. Guess she escaped with barely the clothes on her back. You know one would think that LEO would actually be, you know, fighting crime or something instead of humiliiating some poor schmuck trying to get his groove on or dispossessing the most vulnerable segment of our society. Stabie housing prevents someone from committing suicide, early pregnancies and increases the liklihood of using drugs and other depressants. Went to the Harris-Teeter on Greensboro St. And saw William, another fiend from Mitchell pan-handling. My dude, these fiends are like the proverbial wandering jews. Can I say wandering jews?
It's not cool to fool with the Golden Rule in a crowd that don't play fair.
Greetings from Chapel Hill! I decided to work from home today, but one must eat, right? Right, so I stopped by the joint next door to Ben and Jerry's. OMG, intrepid hunters, that's White Chris's girl standing on the corner of E. Franklin and Columbia, selling her ass while he pulls time in Polk County. Same place Ric Flair did time but I digress. Okay, this is the thing. White Chris (he calls himself that) had this girl. Tall and athletic AA chick with a Coca-Cola shape. Nice tits with a heavy duty booty. Has a stuck-up attitude, though. Somehow, the local DDS accused him of abusing their child. There were allegations that he threw the child across a room and in to the wall causing neurological disorders. Got convicted like 1 2 3. So why is his girlfriend selling that oochie-wally? Cause she's a freak like that! Last I heard from White Chris he was involved in a lawsuit against the prison claiming mistreatment, etc. The local alternative press gave him some exposure but the lawsuit was thrown out of court. Then flat line. So, think about it, you young bucks trying to be tough. While you're locked up and picking up the soap in the shower, your Ride Or Die chick is working at the Bendix Company. That's all for now.
I see you, Sgiii!
And good night, FiFi wherever you are.
Mr Geo goes to the School of dentistry
Had a routine exam and saw 2 black chicks in the parking garage who IMHO were not typical SW's. One shouted and waved at me from inside her car after I drove by for about the millionth time. I was hoping that the girl with the short shorts and sports bra WAS a SW, but she just kept talking to someone. Eventually I passed by when she wasn't in the car. I stopped and rolled down my window and said, "Hello?" She goes, "Oh, I thought you were this friend of mine. " So I drove away. Then I had a thought, so I drove around a few more times until she came up to the car again and I said "Can I be your friend, too?" She hopped in the car and demonstrated pretty good mouth and hand skills a few blocks away. So though I picked her up off the street she's not quite a SW. At least that's what I think. Maybe she'd like a few more friends. I'll ask her if the phone number she gave me actually works. Name's Ranita, I think that's how you spell it.
That's what friends are for.
[QUOTE=MrGeo;3916090]" Totally drained me; ordered pizza with her and bounced" Famous last words, LOL Guys: I just got a text from Cassandra the campus freak. 'I just wanted to know if you're okay'. As previously posted having drained balls can actually happen. I'm not 21 anymore, unlike the rest of you guys! Though I recently got off twice within 20 minutes so I'm not totally helpless.[/QUOTE]Mr. G, you are certainly always entitled to a break! You're out there pounding the pavement (and other things that start with "p") in order to provide the rest of us with solid and entertaining scoops! I'm always happy to help a brother out, so if you need me to step in with your Pizza Date and help her wipe those tears away from her crying whoo-haa, I'm happy to help during your recovery.
Peace!