My upstairs neighbor (Dan, not my good friend Destiny), is an artist. Shall I say artiste'? The man looks like a thug, and only works to support his art. To be honest, I've seen his art in several Nordstrom's stores around the state, and never even knew it was someone who lived in my same house! He's not bad. Not bad at all, if you like the Skulls-n-Roses style.
But as I said, Dan looks like a thug. So it came as no surprise when Destiny and I were having cocktails out on the back balcony, that Dan came out on his side, and started telling us a story. He goes to the same Fluff-n-Fold about which I always blather on. Essentially, he was smoking out in front and the cops screeched into the parking lot and threw him up against a wall and searched him.
Destiny and I looked at eachother and tried not to laugh. If I were a cop, I would search Dan just on principle. Seriously. The man is 38 years old, lives with a woman who is not his girlfriend, to save on rent. His girlfriend is needier than even me... and he drinks and smokes like it's going out of style. He wears a beany-hat, even in the summer. Looks as though he's had a hard life.
So why is he always getting "unjustly" critisized? His appearance, the things he does, the company he keeps. I find it hard to believe that he is being wrongfully profiled. My Daddy always used to say that it it looks like cow $4!t and smells like cow $4!t .... then you'd better not step in it!
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