Hell yeah! Well... maybe not in the same way as beating a chair, and birning it... o_O
Ok, I live in the worse block of flats EVER! At number one, we got this psyco kid who walks the streets at night shouting stuff at passers by in Turkish. He wolf whistles everyone who has the misfortune to walk past his house. His brother is into drug dealing, and that kinda stuff...
At number 2 we have the old couple, who look normal. Well... normalish if you only see the husband. His wife looks a little on... the... witchy side... My friend who lives next door to them said that she hears shouting coming from the house all the time - like some one is being beaten. She also said there are times when it sounds like they are having sex. So whatever is going on in there, I hopefully will never know.
At number 3, where my friend lives, you have nice people... But they are a little... odd... Not going to say who, but someone I know said that they remind them of the film "The Burbs"... Meh...
At number 4, you have the moody chavs - well, they are moody when the parents aren't buying them sh*t. All they seem to do is walk the streets all day, playing music aloud on their phones. The 2nd youngest is only about 8 or 9, yet he smokes a few fags a day, the 3rd is a year or two younger than me, has already had sex with half a dozen boys, and the oldest brother is the fat moody SOB who deals drugs and uses up his own supply. Also, they mistreat there dogs - I've seen them get kicked before - and the dogs attacked my dog a little while ago.
At number 5... I don't know who lives there anymore. Before there was a gay couple who were really nice - I think the most normal people in the whole flats lol! They liked BBQs, and I got invited to one!
At number 6... Don't know em.
At number 7 you have the God Botherers, who are actually quite nice. They don't freak me out at all. I've not seen them in a while, but I like them.
At number 8... Honestly, the people that live in there change from month to month, but the last couple who lived there were really nice, and shared a packet of Malteasers with me and my brother on Fireworks Night.
I live at number 9... Meh... I say we're normal... (Well, I'm not going to admit to the psyco dog who lives here who likes to eat children am I?
.... I was joking... )
At number 10, you have a really nice Middle Easten family. By the smells coming from their kitchen window, they know how to cook!
At number 11, more nice God loving people...
At number 12, you have a whore who has had so many men at her door, I lost count. She has twins, and... Well. Lately shes been giving my family dirty looks, so don't like her. She does drugs too.
Erm... there is more:
Across from my bedroom window, there is this couple who don't have curtains in their bedroom...
Next to them, there is this old guy who is known to be a bit of a perv with binoculars.
On the other side of the house, you have the woman who shows her boobs out her window when my step-dad is in our kitchen.
And in the flats to the left of that, you have the crazy old woman who likes taking photos from her window, and another pervert.
To the right, you have the mad knife woman, whos house has been raided by police uncountable times in the last year, and another perv who wanks in his window.
Yep, I live in a mental place... O_O
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