Laker_Girl
Mrs. Big Dick McGee
So it's midnight plus and I just got home from the movies (Saw An American Haunting and I was joined in the theatre by every 14 year old in the city). My neighbor who is clearly a tweaker (the man washes his Hummer in the rain) took the neighborly, "Hey, how ya doin'?" In a whole other creepy, stalker direction and I'm sure if I hadn't kept on walking he would have asked me out for drinks. So now I'm a little afraid to go to my room and turn the light on for fear he'll then know what room is mine...He strikes me as a capable peeper.
The moral to my story? If you're here, entertain me until I know I'm safe.
The moral to my story? If you're here, entertain me until I know I'm safe.