So after a night of hanging out with my buddy, I came home around 5 or 6 AM. When I was driving down my block, I noticed there was some eccentric lady walking down the block and just staring me down. She kind of looked like Aileen Wuornos, which itself was creepy, but then again a lot of women in my area of Bridgeport look like that.
I’m backing into the garage and noticing the woman outside my gate and staring down at the garage. I paid not mind, finished parking the car, and preceded to spread kitty litter over the power steering fluid pools (it works…same if you spill motor oil too).
This lady has now entered our gated area and comes up towards me. (Adjusted body to full battle mode :-) )
Lady: Hey how are ya?
Me: Fine.
Lady: Nice car is it leaking? My car is leaking brake pedal fluid.
Me: Just power steering fluid.
Lady: Need a date?
I thought about it for a bit, then realized I was being offer “door-to-door-p*ssy” (bear with me, i’m a little slow and have been up for 24+ hours).
And like that I was propositioned at my door step. Let’s see, between the reward of a possible shanking or the discovery of a new hybrid STD within me, I naturally declined.
What the f*ck Bridgeport…..
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