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Last Updated: 11/17/2009

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Gender: Male
Status: In a Relationship
Age: 64
Sign: Cancer

City: My Ill Chill Reallity
Country: AQ
Signup Date: 3/9/2005

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Saturday, February 10, 2007

The Night of the Parental Mental Dismantlement (only 1 today)

last night, im sitting in front of my house smokin a cig with 4 of my friends, then i realize that sharon wasnt there anymore. then, just like that - KABOOM!
out of the fuckin blue i hear some yellin down the street and were all like ..

"wtf?"
so we look, cuz we nosey.. and its fuckin sharon and her mom gettin hella hyphy at the church!
then sharon storms off all angerrry and shit, and sharons mom starts walking towards my house lookin like she was about to rush me and shit.
so were all standing outside, and shes on the phone and cody (sharons brother) is driving along side of the next speed walking champion (sharons mom) trying to get her to get in the car.. and she starts yellin no! like shes gettin kidnapped and shit..
then, shes standing about 15 feet, directly infront of me, yellin on the phone "NO!! SOMEBODYS GOTTA GET OVER HERE!! HES BAD!! HES ON ANKLE!! HE MESSED UP MY DAUGHTER!!"

then she hangs up with whoever she was on the phone with (i think it was the PD) and starts threatening me that the cops are coming because no one gets away with screwing up her daughter like i did..
and shes all pointin at me in an attempt to look, im assuming, "scary".. maybe shed settle for threatening...
or niether!! (0 for 2 isnt that bad.. lol)
^^still yelling out that im a bad kid..

and then she starts walking in the middle of MY street where ME AND MY FAMILY LIVE surrounded by MY peacekeeping neighbors towards her car at the church screaming at the top of her effin lungs: "HES A BAD KID!! DOESNT ANYONE READ THE PAPER!?!?HES A RAPIST!!HES A RAPIST!!HE RAPES GIRLS!!" or something very similar.. doesnt matter as long as you understand what shes basically doing and saying..
i almost forgot to mention... this all began at about 10:30 on a sunday night.

so there we stood, me, steven, joe and westley.. sharon took off..
we are all just BAMBOOZLED at all the actions, overreactions and accusations coming from sharons mom. i heard sharons mom was psycho, but i didnt know they meant PSYCHOTIC AXE MURDER WITH 8 HEADS IN HER DUFFLE BAG!!

someone needs to call the white wearin coo coo controll!

. we were using most of our willpower to hold in our laughter..

so basically..
i was then like.. umm.. ima go get my dad now.
so joe and i went in and had to unglue my dad from his computer so he could go outside and talk to sharons mom and calm her down.
i figured she would talk to him since he wasnt an EVIL TEENAGER.
and he also wasnt me..

so to sum it all up.. my dad emerged from the doorway of the "problem home" and we go outside and are lookin at the crazy people down the street when my neighbor comes out and asks: "whats going on?" and that really made me mad.. when I cause racket and bring drama to my street, its fine cuz its MY STREET.. but when some misinformed, overzerlous, hormonal, psycho-skitzo-jumbo-dumbho, who apparently overdosed on her medication, stomps up and down, zig-zaggin and backtrackin all over MY cracked, beloved asphalt pathing the street that I was raised on, played games on, bruises were banged on. i am suddenly opposed with the threat of all the effort i applied to making a name for my previously unknown street being flushed down the toilet because my friends mom decided to draw all the attention to herself!

i guess sharons mom thought it was more important to focus on her public embarassment instead of solving the alleged drug and alcohol problem..

so joe and i go back inside to relax, and sharons mom comes back.
im takin a piss in the bathroom and the window happens to be open and i hear a lil bit of the convo between my dad and sharons mom as hes using his boyish charm to make sharons mom- STFU!!

so shes finally chilled out.. and i think she left for a lil bit, then the cops came-a-knockin.. my mom has no clue whats going on, i guess she was busy doing her nails so she couldnt hear all the yelling outside..
my dad made the police go away, like i wish hed done before..

PAY ATTENTION, THIS IS WHEN IT GETS GOOD:

then he comes in my room and tells me that sharoms mom thinks that i am providing sharon and westley with "something"; because i have all kinds of kids saying "SCREW YOU" to their parents.. just to hang out with me so sharons mom is assuming that i am supplying them with "speed".. lol
now, that is false.. but in an abstract way its a compliment, and i definitely took it that way!
cuz think about it, I am soooo cool, and my personality is so addictive.. that my friends parents actually think that i am providing them with their FIX!!

i guess somewhere in my condensed scheduling of screwing up peoples children and "hookin them up" i found the time to develop my personality to the point that people fiend for it, defy their parents for it and even gamble my well being for a dose..

sweet.. but im worried it will be the cause of my death..