Big Mexican guy came back this morning looking for "that punker with the boots", still wants me dead. Roomies had to call the cops. This all happened before I even woke up, damn the things I miss...
Hmm, I'll try summing it up because it's a long boring story. His sister lived where I'm at now before I moved in. When she left, she left a go-kart in the back yard for a few months. The day after my roomies and I scrapped it, a big hell angel's looking biker guy came to the door looking for it. Blah blah blah. P.S. This morning I woke up to my roomie panicing because the phone line is dead, and we don't know how it happened.
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P.S. This morning I woke up to my roomie panicing because the phone line is dead, and we don't know how it happened.
Anyone know where I can buy some pepper spray?
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