Fake Plastic Kitties

[kyuukumber]

I've been besieged by crazy people.

A while ago, the man who occasionally does pirouettes in our alley walked up to our garage sale and began an aimless, winding story about finding money on the street.

MAN: I was a crack addict back then. Let me tell you something, you can do crack all you want, doing crack is fine, but don't deal crack. You can

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[superficiality]

Your mother is still hilarious.

Also, it seems ridiculous to me that he'd be able to find THAT MANY USED DILDOS IN THE TRASH. Weird.

[kyuukumber]

The scenarios I have come up with so far:

1. Dildo addict
2. OCD Dildo addict
3. Dildo Addicts Anonymous headquarters

I'm glad I moved -_-

[nogah]

WHAT. I MEAN-WHAT.

WHERE YOU LIVE, ARE EVERYONE INSANE? WHAT.

WAIT, AND YOUR MOM IS ONCE AGAIN HILARIOUS.

USED DILDOS. WHAT.

[kyuukumber]

It's a city, and a shady area of the city at that >:D Plus, I always attract the crazies. It's tiresome :D

NOT ENOUGH ANTIBACTERIAL SOAP IN THE WORLD OH GOD.

[nogah]

Yeah, I sometimes think I'm like the crazies idol or something but no one told me. And then they want me to be their friend/date them.

OH GOD HIGHEST IN THE LIST OF THINGS THAT WOULD MAKE YOU WANT TO BURN YOUR HANDS IF YOU TOUCHED THEM BY ACCIDENT.

[kyuukumber]

Also.

ME: Mom thought he said "kitties".
BROTHER: Oh god, the conversation probably proceeded stemming from the fact that she thought they were talking about cats...
ME: "Awww, adorable! I love their little whiskers!"

AHAHA.

[kyuukumber]

They see it in my eyes ;_____;