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Just a filthy jar I found in the basement of the abandoned house I went into on Sunday. I was so proud I finally went into a basement...by myself!!!
He wanted to organize before he moved out...I don't understand why you would want to keep anything you hadn't bothered to use, other than as a giant pile of SHIT, during two years of living somewhere. WHATEVER.
When you're walkin' down the street
And a man tries to get your business
And the people that you meet
Want to open you up like Christmas
You gotta wrap your fuzzy with a big red bow
and you know some bitch gonna treat me like a ho
I'm a classy honey kissy huggy lovey dovey ghetto princess
The light on the ceiling in my bedroom. Not my fault, it was like that when I moved in. Although I've been here two years now, so I suppose I could have done something.
Found by the "CHiPs" in Inglewood.
Apparently there's a task force for cars stolen in my area and ending up in South Central Los Angeles.
Being taller than average, I often see dirt where others can't. This is the control booth of the Crown Princess Theater.