HOLY HELL, I AM SO FREAKED OUT, THERE IS A LITTLE GIRL SINGING OUTSIDE MY WINDOW AT NIGHT AND SHE IS ALONE.
This is seriously the fucking scariest thing I have ever been through. I don't know where it's coming from but if I listen close I can hear a child humming to herself somewhere outside my house. But I live in a closed community and the only house next to mine is my mother's, and she's not around, so WHO THE HELL IS HUMMING and why aren't they in bed at this time of night? It's almost midnight here and no child should be out playing alone outside my fucking house.
thanks for sharing.blackhawk tactical pants.
— Spambot
"I could have done worse!" exultantly cried the murderer Lebret, sentenced at Rouen to hard labor for life. — Félix Fénéon
I tried but my computer hums too loud for the microphone to capture it. Everyone will think I'm insane but it's terrifying me.
thanks for sharing.blackhawk tactical pants.
— Spambot
"I could have done worse!" exultantly cried the murderer Lebret, sentenced at Rouen to hard labor for life. — Félix Fénéon
Those aren't mutually exclusive. I say go outside and find it, it might just be a TV on somewhere.
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i say go play with the little girl. she's probably heard fuck you johnny and wants in on the hiltons, that's all.
I heard someone singing opera in the alley behind my house the other night. Not someone playing opera. A woman singing soprano.
I BELIEVE YOU ABOUT HOW SCARY IT IS.
There is hope, but not for us.
God damn! Opera? Now that's fucking terrifying.
Hey, a couple weeks back I had an actual girl on my porch at midnight, not just a voice, but a whole girl dressed in black, and she had this halo of red white and blue all around her. Seriously. Freaked me out. I look up from barefootfuckers.com and this mysterious chick is laying down on my porch, in a miniskirt, giving me the wide open beaver shot through my picture window.
It takes me a minute to realize that the light show around the beaver, um girl, is a cop car on the other side of my porch. And this chick was young, so she probably wasn't a hooker. Drugs maybe. And her shoes were way too nice for hooker shoes. So I thought I'd do the neighborly thing and go say hello.
So I go out on my porch and there's me, the beaver, um girl and a cop standing there together, just a few feet apart. He can't see the beav, um girl and she looks so scared.
I was really conflicted. Do I rat out the girl, or not? Across the street there are more cops shining their flashlights in the bushes. They've got the whole damn "force" looking for this chick. And here she's looking up at me like I'm her god...
Anyway, the dumb ass cops never bother asking me if I've seen anything so I'm spared the moral dilemma. I just sit down with the hoo... girl until they go away. Damn she had good legs too. I think we had kind of a moment together, me and her, waiting to see if I'd rat on her.
I guess the punchline is what she said next. Because that's what I was waiting for: I mean, what do you say when you've shared this moment with a stranger hiding from the cops on a porch?
"Um, I think I'm hiding from my friends."
Seriously? Like I didn't notice the flashing lights?
"You mean the cops?"
"Uh. Yeah."
Then she just gets up and leaves! No freebee or anything.
Ungrateful freakin hooker.
I am continually amazed at how many writers are writing the poems they believe the person they wish they were would have written.
--Ron Silliman
Not to mention that Landers' post would be twice as long and not have as many breaks.
What kind of tune is she humming? is it like just a kid's tune or christmas carols or birthday songs or what?
Bwaa haa haaa.
I am continually amazed at how many writers are writing the poems they believe the person they wish they were would have written.
--Ron Silliman
I hope you recorded it for future use in a PATH track.
Maybe it's the SlinderWOMAN
Or will it all end in a big bankiss orgy?
Holy shit. I'm curious about what happened. O___O
I want to be your medicine
I want to feed the sparrow in your heart
Can you record it?
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