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talking sh*t

an occasional note from pierre bennu, author of bullsh*t or fertilizer.

Last night changed it all (dropped the ball PART 2) 

6/14/05

So last night RIGHT OUTSIDE OF MY WINDOW their we shots A LOT of shots. It was like some one cooking a full bag microwave pop corn amplified 1000 times. Guess where the shots were aimed and coming back from…yup “the house” every neighborhood has a house like “the house” this is important cause this is the house that houses the children that were on my fence that I made reference to in the last post.

The same children who since I last wrote I’ve done every thing but go to their house with a bag full of x-mas gifts to seem cordial or at least approachable. Even when I give them the obligatory friendly wave and hello I get dissed.

So last night we dealt with all the BULLSHIT that comes after such an event. Checking to see if your mate and family members are safe, checking the house for bullet holes, all the flashing lights and yellow tape bla bla bla

Ok so here is where is goes to the twilight zone: a family member decided that sometime after this event that they need to go to the all night Laundromat to wash clothes. If your neighborhood has one of these wonderful establishments (that’s my feeble attempt at sarcasm) you know that most of it is glass. Well you’ll never guess who decides to retaliate for the shooting RIGHT OUT SIDE MY WINDOW…drum roll please! The rival gang. They shoot up the Laundromat that my family member is in. Needless to say there was a stampede of folks running in all directions. Only 2 people – one ‘gang member’ and the store owner - got shot; neither was critically wounded, and neither one of them are related to me. Apparently this went on a few more times in various locations last night.

I was so mad last night. I still am. I’m NOT going to post what I had started to write last night because it was just pure venting. I’m a little more together right now but every time a cop car slows up around the corner I get pissed all over again. I don’t know folks I’m I bit tired as I wrote all this…not sure what to do. I have nothing nice to say right now. But I will laugh today.

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