Last summer I was driving down Jefferson near william for work (really nice part of the city) I was approaching a green light when a gentleman stepped off of the curb and started crossing the street. These thing happen. I start at slow down when suddenly the guy just starts vomiting A LOT, I mean A LOT, like an incredible amount of foamy brown water. But he doesn’t miss a beat, just keeps walking, keeps throwing up. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. It seemed never ending
poor guy probably had the stomach flu.
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Another time I was cutting through behind tops on Jefferson and I drive past a dumpster and there was a grown man taking a giant runny dump while squatting against the wall. We made eye contact. I kept driving.
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Oh! Another time I was walking out of a client on Jefferson near Utica and all of a sudden I hear a woman scream obscenities and tires squealing. a guy was walking across the parking lot, he screaming “oh shit! Bitch you crazy!” As she is flying towards him. She keeps trying to run him over with her Ford Expedition and he keeps running around and dodging the car and they’re bother screaming at each other, him for her to stop, her that he’s a low life cheating scumbag. This went on for a while actually. I just left. Maybe he died, maybe he didn’t. I’ll never know.
Oh yea, well one time I walked out of my apartment at 245am to go to work and there was a homeless man squatting against the wall right next to my door spray farting liquid shit all over the place. I said “what’s up” and kept walking.
Another time at about 230am before leaving for work, I head a bunch of yelling coming from behind my apartment. I looked out my window and saw some dude with his pants around his ankles in the middle of the parking lot furiously pulling on his dick, yelling to his friends at the other end “see told you I don’t have whisky dick, I got it up, see”
Yesterday I was doing work in the main place tower and had decided to stroll through the main place mall to avoid the cold,I was greeted by the security guard yelling at this urban youth to remove his hood. I also loved the signs that said no audible music allowed (boom boxes,ipods…etc) and my favorite was the no pants sagging signs they have…a picture of an ass with sagged pants and a circle and a slash through it. :lol:
I hate that my neighbor always snowblows my sidewalk.
Honestly I don’t hate the suburbs or city, I just prefer to be left the fuck alone and have space to do activities. Whether that’s in the city or the burbs or the middle of fucking nowhere, I don’t give a shit.
Old homes in the city are gorgeous.
New homes in the burbs are nice, but nothing compared to the city.
Ideally, I’d love an old Buffalo home sitting on a 7-8 acre lot. Soo, pretty much East Aurora…lol.
I haven’t either, but it seems like it has potential! I thought I have it bad…I’m convinced my neighbor is growing pot on the 2nd floor of his garage…
An overstressed suburbanite and his paramilitaric neighbor struggle to prove their paranoid theory that the new family in town is a front for a cannibalistic cult.
