The Stench-

I am inviting you to look at life through my shoes right now and try to feel what I feel. As you know I live in a house full of Grimy cats. I walking in the other day at around 1am and my 39 yr old room mate was so high and drunk and his boy was sucking on a pipe with the door open. First of all my room 24-7 smells like a jacket full of the good Stuff(Ganja baby). I lay on my street bed and get high off the stench. Have you ever been in a house that is occupied by white Trash? The smell is so distinct that you smell it by a breeze from a mile away. WEll my good people that is what my little house smells like. I have no say in it that is what it is. TO make it better they got another cat and the Kitty litter is in the Bathroom, so as a smell my own poo I have to smell the sweet aroma of the cat *&$%#%. oh what a life in the hood. I am not complaining I am just venting because it is bad. I will be leaving there soon with my negro friend Shelby in the next week or so. Life will resume to normal as well. Halloween was spent at work with my handicap friend DOm. WE trick or treated in the white trash capital of anyplace I have seen since SOuth cArolina, a place called "Vicksburg". PLease dont ever go there please. I must Say I do love life and all it has to offer so I will take it how it comes and trek on becasue I will live to tell the story.
GO SEE RAY. the new ray charles movie, it is long but I loved it.
Trible hoochie