Yes, I'm in.
Really? It's not too scary for you?
I'm not afraid of things that aren't real.
Ghosts could totally happen.
...picking her off like a gazelle.
Haha! "I always go for the one with the limp."
Yeah. Deformed chicks.
We thought you were going to extend the metaphor.
I'm too tired for that.
Heavy is the head that wears that weave.
My boyfriend is working nights.
You know who works nights? Hookers and thieves.
Woke up this morning to hear cops outside my apt door screaming, ‘This is the police! Hands up! Get down!’ Ahhhh. My dear Drug-Dealing Neighbor has been arrested again. Upon exiting my apartment (I had to go to work, I couldn’t stay in there! Plus, I hadddd to see this), I saw DDN sitting in a wicker chair next to a dread-locked black dude (natch) in the hall. Three cops in Kevlar had them at gun point. Mmm, okay. Apparently, that IS a gun, and you’re not just happy to see me? Good morning to you, too.
Amy really needs to move.
Or hook up a surveillance system in the hallway so we can get some video up in here.