Friday, November 18, 2005

 
President of Neighborhood Association



Well, he's jerking off up there with a difference. They find God that way.

Oh come on, Assistant Chief Talbot! Kids smoking pot. A pervert shits on
a freezing day and then admires the steam...?

Him we'll take in, and then we have people to call.

But Assistant Chief Talbot!

Again, that’s Assistant to the Chief Talbot, and we’re not looking for a civil rights suit.

What am I supposed to do? Open a room in my house for him to pull it?

No good. Has to be outdoors. Their gods are up there. Lots of environmental
crapola blended in.

Gods? A self-respecting dog wouldn't scratch his ass. Weeds and beercans and rubbers.
We go up every week to rake it out. Oh well, Assistant Ch...To!-– nothing as important
as getting your title right.

Little things are big things.

Association might have to vote to pave it over.

If you do, their legal team comes in. They did in Lower Fairmont. Freedom of Religion Clause.

They knew what to pitch there, where faded hippies play government.

Whatever. In Upper Fairmont lawyers said Endangered Species. Some super roach or something.
Oldest thing in world.

That's not correct. The oldest thing in the world is bullshit.

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