what cracked out things happen in your...

[dj trainwreck]

neighborhood.

People are always yelling obscene things in my area. I walked outside to do some work on the car and some crackhead is walking down the street yelling crazy shit and twitching all strange, so I went back inside.

People kick it outside the apartments and start yelling at people in the middle of the night. I heard one lady, she stole a shoe and was talking shit, then the police came cuz it was like 3am. The lady was getting arested and was yelling at somebody who lived in the apartment,"it's all your fault. If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be getting arested. Everyone hates you!! They all tell me!!!!".

Ahh the crackheads...

One of the shining moments in my hood, was when I was kickin it with this girl walking down the street. This bum comes over that I talk to sometimes and started going off,*bum voice*: "girl, yo better take good care ov this gentleman. this is one decent man, don't be messing things up. You all take care, ya hear".

hmmm...I'll have to think about the really cracked out stuff, while you guys share your stories.

So tell me about your loco hood!!!

Or maybe you are the crazies in your hood, coming home when everyone else is going to work.



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[stocknutz]

Oh man, the funniest things used to go on on the street outside my apartment in the U district. We lived right on 7th in front of the freeway offramp...

The best by far was in the middle of the day one summer afternoon. My roommate and I were just cracking a few beers and looking out the window. Totally randomly too, cause we faced the freeway, and we only looked out there for traffic reports.

Anyways, we're sitting there, and this old nasty VW bus comes FLYING off the freeway, realizes that there's a stop light ahead, and SLAMS on the brakes. There's a huge shriek, the thing fishtails and goes over on it's side, and skids to a stop.

We're about to run down and see if everyone is okay, when 2 guys come climbing up out of the window. They look around, and then run to the top and push it upright together. Totally coordinated, like they had done it before. Then, once guy get's back in and starts it up, while the other goes and grabs the windshield, (which had fallen out, but remained in one piece) and threw it in the back. He then hops in, and they take off.

The whole thing took like maybe 10 seconds, max. My roommate and I just looked at each other like "What the fuck." Then, a couple of cop squad cars come flying off the freeway, lights and sirens on, and go after the van.

We sat in complete silence for about a minute, and then just crack up laughing...

[hailbob]

i used to live next to an insane vietnam vet and his manic-depressive wife. she'd get her government pills and sell them to the local drug addicts and buy 40's for her and her husband. then they'd pop on over for a surprise visit at oh, say, 2am.

i have to say though, ghetto lifestyles are pretty damn nice as long as you can get along with everyone. its a good thing to be on good terms with your big, mean, unstable neighbor when a tweeker is trying to break into your backdoor when you're at work.

i live in the 'burbs now and still haven't met my neighbors. on the other hand, the air doesn't smell like puke and exhaust and B.O.

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[Lefty]

I had the pleasure of living directly under the flight path of planes landing at Sea-Tac when I lived in Des Moines. Total ghetto complex. Me and my roomate were out on the front porch smoking a cig on night and there was a gang of local hoodlums were up in the corner of the parking lot shooting dice. I swear to God one of the kidz lost or something, gets pissed off and starts running around the parking lot yelling "shit n*gga, A to the muthafukka'n K " It had to be one of the silliest thingz I've ever seen.


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Look at me
I'm so pathetic
Can't Believe
I'm just an addict
I never needed anyone to help me, I'm begging you
Please come save me from myself.

[Trixie]

Y'know, enjoy the friendly crackheads....

I'm living straight thug-life. My place is in Rogers Park in Chicago.... 3 muggings happened over the weekend on my block.
I live within a few miles of public housing where there are shootings (one a day on average). You may say, "a few miles? that's not that bad!" but when the cops show up after a shooting where do the shooters run? Yup, my place.

Well, there's a Dunkin Donuts on my block so that means there's at least one cop out there 24/7, makes me feel safer walking around.

I'm still waiting for something funny to happen... *waiting... tap tap.... waiting*

Trixie.
(Hey AudreyStyle! Share some LES/St. Mark's Place stories for us all!)

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[groovinkim]

well, my father found a dead man less than a block from our house. he works as an engineer for the seattle water department, and feels strongly about water conservation and environmental preservation.

a stream near our house was clogged and it was causing problems with salmon spawning.
so he went wandering around up the street in the bushes trying to find out why it was clogged.

a large dead body was blocking the flow.

yellow also told me that there was a dead
body found in a car in the park and ride right near my house.

no explanation for either of these deaths.

creepy, eh?

[PinkChik]

Last night at jack in the box on University, this lady stopped me and jamie as we were walking in
she started telling us how beautiful and tiny we are
she hugged us, and even got tears in her eyes
she went off for awhile... then she broke into a reeeeeally loud rendition of
"You Are So Beautiful"
the whole time everyone in sight was staring
after she was done, she asked for money for a slice of pizza
i didn't give it to her, and she got mad.

[FryBalls]

This didn't happen in my neighborhood,

but here goes...

When we were drivin back home from Candy,
at the aquarium.....

We saw a dead body on the side of the road.
it was creepy!


-BeN!

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[A.J.]

When I used to live in the L-town ghetto-
This weird guy came up to our porch at 3:00 in the morning and was all like "Where is my wallet. I know you have my wallet." And started pounding on our front door. My mom said she was calling the cops. And I was behind my bedroom door. In just a few seconds I had popped my bananna clip into my rifle. And I told my mom to let him as I pointed at the door with my finger on the trigger. Its funny now that I think about it. But he left. He was very lucky that he did too.

[Pixi_Princess00]

BEN i was trying to forget that moment of the night! poor guy images/smilies/frown.gif

kristen

[Kosmicdog]

Well Im from a small town on the east coast, so I am pretty trusting, almost to the point of being dumb. I moved to N.E. Portland about 8 months ago and a while back I was walking to the store near my house for a forty. On the way there these shady gangsters asked me and my buddy if we had any E. (Probably cause of the Kikwears and the blue hair). Anyway being a nice guy, and the fact it was 3 in the afternoon I figured it was all good. I'm all yep, 20$. So he hands me a 20 and asks to see my other one, which was a different pill. I showed it to him in my palm and he says "Thanks", grabs it and starts to walk away. I honestly thought he forgot to pay, so I said "Hold up dude!" He turned around and knocked me on my ass, all "You wanna fuck with me! HUH!? just GIT up and fuck with me, PLEASE!!" I said "Enjoy yourself, I hope you and your friends have fun tonight", smiled and stood there. He just looked at me all puzzled and walked away. Now I don't talk to sketchy gangsters.

[DJ Rawkus]

pfffft! just about every day we have people walking up and down my road selling everything from A to Z even though i live in frickin' rural kent-covington. Everyone knows the dumpy old mobile home across the way is a meth lab, and yet the cops refuse to bust it(can we say job security?) But about a week ago, i was at my mailbox and this old methusalah lady walks up outta nowhere and asks me if i have a twisty tie..i said no..she grunted and walked off. I thought nothing of it..heh, til i see her about 10 min later running down tha road like michael jordan on a fast break down tha court..BIGASS bag of white powder in tow..and i hear down tha street tires screech and she stops and looks back, falls on her bum, sets tha bag down, wipes herself off and by this time the truck has caught up. This monster of a guy steps out, takes his bag, yells something in another language, and spits on her and then hauls ass back up tha street...she turns around and keeps running down tha street as if she's being followed!!! LMAO!! this was all in broad daylight about half an hour before evening rush hour when tha cops patrol tha area. I love my psuedo ghetto 'hood..lol

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[lucas]

absolutely nothing happens in my neighborhood. do you like trees? curvy-hilly roads? houses that are so spaced out my parents buy king-sized candy bars at halloween because noboy comes? if you do... there is nothing like good old canyon drive in the heart of raleigh hills of the west slope.

[dj trainwreck]

ok, i just thought of another one.

this is when i lived in eugene with my mom but i was in portland staying with my dad:

Some cluckhead decides to steal a truck.

Owner of truck wakes up seeing some cluckhead breaking into his truck. The cluckhead starts driving off with dudes truck.

Owner of truck wakes up his roomate and they jump into his car and start following cluckhead in the truck, while he's on the cell phone with the police.

Cluckhead notices he is being followed and starts driving all crazy. He ended up hitting fences and poles and other cars. So they are driving in excess of 60 miles and hour when the cluckhead pulls into a dead end.

Owner of car jumps out and somehow gets into the truck with his swiss army knife and starts trying to stab cluckhead.

So cluckhead starts driving even faster swerving around everywhere.

For some reason they were driving down my street fighting in the truck.

Well, I had a nice white pinto it was the shit. They slammed right into it at about 60 miles an hour, pushing my dope pinto back 30 feet. I had the emergency brake on...

The police blocked the street off and my neighbor came screeming out of her house because she thought i just got into an accident.

Meanwhile cluckhead starts trying to get away, he had broken bones. Another neighbor tackles gimped up tweeker and takes em down until police arrest him.

Ok now this is the fucking kicker!!!
I had to pay a $300 deductible right!!!

Well cluckhead managed to rake up more than $20,000 in damages.

So he owes all this money right?

I still get $2.50 checks every other month from the government while he works paying my $300 as well as the $19,700+

its true, i'll show anyone the checks.

[pussycat]

well this didn't happen in my neighborhood, but I was walking down a trail by the capitol in oly. and I found a dead guy in the bushes.

[gia]

Capitol hill...where to begin? When I worked over at Rudy's we'd occasionally get a big drunk stinky guy (with a fresh black eye and wearing a reindeer hat in July), coming in and having a lie-down on the waiting area bench.
One day, (I guess he realized he was in a barbers shop?) he woke up and started pestering the barbers, giving tips and pointers and such. The barbers didn't seem to appreciate this at all, and he was getting ready to throw down with one of 'em while I was on the phone asking the nice folks at 911 if they wouldn't mind dropping round to remove him.
During the call, he rolls back his arm to deliver a painfully slow left hook to the jaw of one of the barbers (it would've been at least ten minutes to impact) but stops mid swing and then decides that dropping his trousers and passing out cold on the floor is a good idea and does so...
The next time he came in to have a square go with a barber, drop trousers, and have a nap, I was well prepared. I popped X-Ray Spex's Oh Bondage Up Yours in the cd player at top volume and he was on his way over to Hi-Score arcade within about 15 seconds...I felt bad for the people at Hi-Score but you gotta do what you gotta do...Thank you Poly Styrene!



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gia

~it's me, throwing stones from the stars
at your mixed up world~
*verve*

[romiette]

My next door neighbor is a garbage collector. Seriously. He's this 70-something year old hunched over man, who pushes a wheelchair around(yes he PUSHES it, doesn't sit in it) and he walks around the neighborhood and puts all the garbage he finds on the wheelchair and pushes it home and spreads all the garbage around his yard. And he collects old cars that don't run anymore, they are also scattered around his yard, hidden in bushes in the back.

Oh and there were these kids who live across the street from me. Very sweet kids, they'd come over all the time, turns out they had been stealing money from my moms purse the whole time. How sweet of them!!

Oh and then a few days ago, my house got broken into. Oh i just love my neighborhood!!!! Its full of such nice, clean people. *GaG*

[Enkidu Kind]

Stocknutz- That is the funniest shit I have ever heard. It's so much better when you can actually get a mental picture of how it must have went. It was the best neuro-movie I have ever seen.

One time in Ashland, Sarah and I were lying in bed telling scary ghost stories and when it got too freaky we decided to stop. Well, about three minutes later this huge shadow appears in the window, then thud, this huge figure falls into our window well. I spring up and throw up the blinds, and it's this piss-drunk meathead who was urinating into our window-well, and then fell in! I started punching the window and telling him to get the fuck out of here, and he just says "fuck you" and leaves.

Sarah was working at Shakabrah Java in Tacoma one night when the cops tried to shut down this rowdy crackhead/white trash kegger. Anyone who knows 6th Ave in Tacoma, this shouldn't come as any shock to you. Anyway, one of the drunk fuckers decides its a good idea to get his pistol and shoot at the cops as they are approaching the apartment. Within seconds the entire TPD was coming down 6th Ave, as my friend Mark put it, "like the hammer of God." So as the army of cops approaches the crackheads scatter, and Sarah and her friend Mike got a front row seat watching the TPD chase these fuckers all over town while smokin' a phatty J.

I'll try to get my friend Ted to tell his "Politics" one of these days. More adventures with crackheads in T-town.

images/smilies/smile.gif Enkidu images/smilies/smile.gif

[DJ Rawkus]

"hammer of God"..lol!! i gotta remember that line!

[186k/sec]

hes not from my hood, but there's a dude on the ave. who walks around with a jackrabbit on a leash_ i even think the hare has a little jacket his cracked out owner fashioned for him.

[stocknutz]

Oh, I just remembered another good one. Same place, 7th ave right by the freeway in the U District. It's a fairly steep hill running up parallel to I-5 and merges with the off-ramp.

It was at night in the summer, and I was sleeping with my window open. Right below my window is the driveway down to the parking garage below the building, which is really steep, and ends at a gate that you need a garage-door-opener type thing to open.

Anyways, I'm sleeping, when I hear 2 drunken bastards walking down the street shouting and just generally being slobber-brained. I can hear their shouts of glee when they come across a shopping cart parked along the sidewalk.

A little later, I can hear the rattle of the shopping cart down the hill, and one guy shouting "faster, run faster bitch" and stuff like that. Evidently they were taking turns pushing each other down the hill in the cart.

This went on for a good 1/2 hour or so, up and down, up and down. Finally, evidently one guy got pissed at the other's "run bitch run" comments, and so...

I hear this scream, "OH FUCK, SHIT, FUCK YOOOUUU..." the rattle of the cart going REALLY fast right below my window, and then a crash.

I jump up out of bed and look out my window in time to see MY ROOMMATE trying to get out of an overturned cart that had evidently just been pushed down the steep ass hill to the parking garage and into the gate at the bottom.

It was so funny, he's sitting there, ass still stuck in the cart, one leg stuck through the gate bars, and the other pinned between the cart and the bars. Plus, he drunk as hell and can barely stand as it is. It took him seriously a good 5 minutes to get up.

The next morning I asked him how he got those attractive bruises and cuts on his legs. All he would tell me is that one of his buddies from Central stopped by, they got really drunk, and he's a big dick head. To this day, however, anytime we see a random shopping cart, I always offer him a ride. For some reason he turns me down...


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[sentriK]

stocknutz - shit man, those were some funny ass stories, LMGDFAO!

"thank you sir may I please have another?"

[Lefty]

stocknutz, dood--you have gotz the FUNNIEST stories!

just my $.02
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[girlEgirl]

Last summer there was this old man living next door to me and I would always see him in his back yard playing golf in his underwear and terquoise socks.

*shudders*

He also had a caretaker and she had this dog that I called minion. He was so evil he would run around the yard barking and just being a pain in the ass. The cartaker would get pissed off at the dog and try to catch it and take it inside. She had a lot of problems catching minion so she ended up using a big fishing net to catch the evil little shit. It was great to watch.

I am sad, the old man died. There goes my entertainment.

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[TechnoVixen]

ok
i supposidly live in the "nice" part of tacoma (if that exists lol)
and one night i see cop lights outside my house and i was like huh?
so i went outside and asked the cop what was up. I guess he was following some guy and he pulled in my culdesac and jumped out and ran in the woods behind my house and the cop was like "yea you might wanna lock all your doors and windows" and i got all scared and did that and then sat on the roof outside my window to my room and my dad was standing there watching the cops too and then like 5 more cops pulled up and they ran a check on the guys car
and he was from "hilltop"
if you know what that is. it's like the crackhead really scary part of tacoma, you know the place where you can't even walk around during the daytime. people get shot all the time there.
Then i heard this huge crash downstairs and i screamed. My dad freaked out and ran downstairs, but it was just my cat lol
then they brought the K-9 unit into the culdesac and the dog ran around for a while but it didn't find him. So i sat out there untill they towed the car away and all the cops left. I didn't sleep very well that night.
damn crackheads coming into my neighborhood. He was prolly looking to break into some nice cars or maybe a house.
ick

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[martini]

wellll...i live next to this pretty busy road in Federal Way. When my friends, Kyle and Corey were around 12 and 14 years old, they used to do crazy shit in the street during rush hour traffic.

one time...they squirted ketchup all over a white shirt and a butcher knife. then corey would run around in the street, amongst the cars, as kyle would chase him with the shirt on carrying the knife. u can just imagine what people must have been thinking as they saw the scene unfold.

also, at night...we'd get about 4 friends together at the side of the road and pretend to kick one's ass. we'd just be throwin fake punches and throwin' someone around. except one time a dude actually STOPPED to help our "victim." when we all started running, he realized we were just bullshittin'...but the guy took off after us. kyle ended up running into a car in someone's front yard (it WAS pretty dark) but still managed to get away.

so yeah...we'd make our own fun happen in our boring ass neighborhood.

[TechnoVixen]

a while ago i lived on bainbridge island, which is like yuppyville to the max, anyway i was agt safeway once and we walked past this car and i see this really old lady with her face like smashed up against the window of her car, like she fell asleep like that, now i was in, i think 7th grade, and we all thought she looked really goofy and we all laughed, walked back around that way about 10 minutes later and the husband was standing there talking to the cops and he was like "omg i just went in to get some milk" and they were putting her in a bag, i guess she was dead, it totally shocked us, she was really old though so it was a natural thing.
We were the kids that raised hell in that neighborhood though, every weekend we would get the big thing of gasoline that my brother used for his dirtbike think and we would pour it down the road and light it on fire. We also stole people's mail. Which now that i am old enough to have some sense in me i found out that is a crime punishable by a $10,000 fine lol.
We never really got anything cool, though we got one kids 8th grade graduation cash, some BMG cds and this one time we got this humungous purple velvet mumu. that thing was HUGE. i still have it somewhere i wore it for a nightgown when i was in middle school hehehehe.

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[SeaNICK]

ummm ya so something about my cousin makes her want to use traffic cones as amusement, it usually ends up as a couple of cones on someones door step, ring door bell and run. but then, she broke up with Kyote, and grabs a stack of more than 20 cones, 3 things of whipped cream, some police tape and some barricades... so we basically filled his yard with them. I wish I had been there to see his face. Oh yeah the whipped cream ended up on a stray cone in front of johns apartment. every cone needs a good home images/smilies/smile.gif

ok and on the same context, my roommate dave, kyote and I were at mt baker when we saw BUTTLOADS of cones for MILES of this highway so we grab as many as we can, and a bunch of flashing lights, and a bunch of barricades and decorate this crane sitting on the side of the road. we went to the store from there. but on the way back we decided it wasnt enough. so they found some more barricades that had flashing lights on them, and tried to get the lights off. most came off easy but one was being a particular pain. so dave goes nutz on it, he ends up bending the frame of the barricade, trying to get it off. now hes pissed so he grabs a HUGE screwdriver and wedges it in the hole that the light is bolted to. This isnt working either.. so he jumps on the thing! eventually Kyote grabs the other side and they are pulling on the thing like a wishbone. Me? im sitting there laughing my ass off because they are so pissed off at this stupid barricade. literally on the ground because my knees would not support me, laughing.
then they eventually wedge the barricade onto another one and jump on it some more. this is like 30 minutes they have been working on it! finally they give up, but it is 100% inverted, so they leave the barricade INSIDE OUT on the top of the freakin crane, with the lens of the light broken off. i don't know why its funny, its downright destructive and mean, but man every time i picture that stupid inverted barricade with the flashing white bulb hanging out of it, i crack up.

umm since then, well ok theres one more, right in front of my apt they were working on the road for a while (actually they still are, good old washington department of transportation, getting the job done quickly images/smilies/smile.gif and there was an arrow sign pointing to go to the right of the coned off area. so for some reason we decide we need the sign. so this sign is now hanging on our wall. the NEXT DAY, there is a replacement sign. guess what, that one is hanging from the closet! we were going to collect them for a while but they stopped leaving them out in the middle of the night. darn, I guess they aren't entirely stupid.

ok I guess cones aren't all that funny, but when you see a cone and look over and catch an evil gleam in daves or tinas eye it is funny trying to figure out how they will get it. especially when they are CHAINED TO THE GROUND... WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU FREAKIN MUKILTEO PEOPLE ON???

hehe
SeaNICK

[SeaNICK]

Stocknutz my cuz used to live on 8th and 50th but her house burned down... you know the one right
well she may have coned lots of peeps on that block but im not sure...

also that story reminds me of this accident i saw..
um we were chillin in our high school parkin lot eating lunch when this guy yells WHAT THE FUCK? jumps out of the van and starts running to the end of the lot. we all look, but dont see anything, but we all get out anyway. run over to the chain link fence, and there is an old VW bug lying at the bottom of the hill below it. the stupid thing had slid UNDER the chain link fence, which then folded back like nothing had happened... the guy took a turn too fast and rolled down the hill. it was his first time driving it! he just got out and shook his head, and his gf was shook up too.
so he gets back in the car and drives off. yeah it rolled, but then landed back on its tires. heheh.

[Lost-One]

Wll where I lived about 3 years ago I awoke to this banging noise, so I looked out my window and there were 5 cars in the movie park'n lot crash'n into each other. Then after about 15 minutes of that they all park talk for a cupple of minutes get into another car and leaves.

Then on Spring Break where I live now, I was on a cruise when this happened but anyways, my dealer who lived in the house behind my house on the other side of the alley got raided by the F.B.I.

2 weeks after that there was this body found down the street from my house and the cops had said his body had been left there for aleast 1 week.

Then also on Thanksgiveing someone started 2 houses on fire.

And on last Thursday, theres this girl I live with and she was gett'n into her truck and as soon as you start her truck her doors lock. Well about one second after she starts her car these 2 guys she dont know try ta get in so she drives off turns around and trys to run them over. She said shes never seenanybody run so fast in their lives.

FUCK PLUR

Lost-One


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[Chief]

In the neighborhood I grew up at in Yakima...we had a hostage crisis at the quickie mart across the street from my house. This crazy bastard goes in to rob the place at 10 am.....ends up taking the two clerks hostage for over 12 hours. We couldn't go home....SWAT was sitting on my roof with M-16's.....pretty damn cool to see when you're in 5th greade!!!!

Oh yea...Kosmicdog...we might be neighbors!!!! I just moved to NE (or maybe just east, fuck, I dunno) Portland a few months ago. E-mail me or some shit!!!!


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Got a joint, man?
No man.
It'd be a lot cooler if you did.

[Angel]

well, let me see.... theres this mentally retarded guy (like 35ish) who roams the neighborhood with his mom collecting cans. his mom never says anything, but he knows my dad drinks hella beer so he always yells in front of our house for my dads cans. he used to chase us when we were little, he thinks he's our age. anyway, if my dad tells him we don't have any cans he yells and cusses at us. he always shouts "Dad.....get out the tree" we don't know why, his dad is passed away and for the 13 years we've been at this house he's always said that. he cusses at the ethiopians across the street and all the little kids in the neighborhood too. he's not as bad as he used to be, maybe he's finally grown up.

the apartments on the corner house some crackheads and i know they're sellin....yuck they're so gross too, and the apartments across from there is where i get my bud, and then the other apartments diagnolly across from there is even more ghetto then the rest.

we've been held up before, some guy came over while we were eating dinner and he had a hat on and looked like our friend through the peek hole so we opened the door and they were lookin for someone else (they went to the wrong apartment complex) we weren't gonna let them in but they pushed and shoved and had a gun, they were punks too, i think they were amatures (sp?) they didn't look like they knew exactly what they were doin, they didn't check any rooms and all the doors were closed, they only got a half...punks (cops didn't really do much but take me to go look at a line up of some guys that didn't even look like the guys, and sent me a letter tellin me they were sorry i was a victim of crime)

there's a bunch of ethopians that live across the street, about 30 of them and they all drive taxi's and try to take my parking but my dad's cussed them out enough to where they'll rush out and move when i get home or they just won't park there. they never talk to anyone in the neighborhood, sometimes my dad....i think he's scary lookin to them, and they won't drive around the block....they go to the top of the block and make a u-turn and come all the way down and leave, i've never seen them go around the block ever! wierdos!

hmmm.....not really too ghetto, but i've been here 13 yrs and i remember when we were little and it was so nice and calm now its just plain GHETTO!



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[`tEkkY]

our cars always get stolen. cars have been stolen from our house twice already..

AND I LIVE IN FUCKING KIRKLAND! wtf?!

*shakes her head*

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[lucas]

i forgot something. when my family moved into my neighboorhood it was because it was quiet, suburban, picturesque. two weeks after we move in the neighbors (we thought were out of town) were arrested because it was apparently the main coke-house for all of p.town.

[SkyCriesX]

Any of you know where my suburbanish house is in bellevue up on summerset? Its a pretty quiet neighborhood by apparently he whole entire family living 2 houses behind me was murdered about a year ago. Supposedly they were involved in the mafia or something.

still weird to think about...

[stocknutz]

When I first moved up to the U District I didn't take my car with me, since I didn't really need it. So, to go visit my friends and stuff down in Federal Way (aka Federal Watts), I'd take the bus down to the Park and Ride, and someone would pick me up from there.

Well, one time I went down to go visit some friends and watch a movie. It was pretty late, like 8 or 9 pm, and I had just gotten off of the bus. The was still a couple of groups of people around, waiting for buses and stuff. My ride wasn't there yet, so I went over to the schedule board to see what time the bus left to go home later.

As I'm standing there, reading the bus times, this guy comes up behind me. I figure that he's just reading the schedule over my shoulder, but all of the sudden I hear "Hey."

I turn around, and this guy is total thug-life, right down to the pick in his hair. He goes "Eh - why don't you gimme your wallet."

I thought for a minute, but didn't like his proposal, so I said "No," and turned back around to get the bus time.

There was a bit of a pause and then "Eh - I said gimme your wallet."

I turned back around, thought again for a second, and said "And I said 'No.'"

He looks back over his shoulder to his group of friends back by the benches, almost as if to see what they thought he should do. He turns back to me and says, "Shoot man, I'm serious."

Well, I didn't think that he was, so I said "I don't think you are." The look on his face really was priceless. He wavered between confusion, anger, and outright shock.

At that point I was ready to leave before things got nasty. However, just as I was about to turn around and walk away, I got a really good look at the guy...

"CHAD? CHAD WILLIAM?" I knew this guy, went to junior high with him. "Yeah, how you know my name?"

"I had P.E. with you."

"Oh yeah... so you gonna gimmie your wallet?"

"Get the fuck outta here."

As I'm walking off, I can hear him walking back to his friends, them laughing hysterically at him. I'm guessing next time he tries to mug someone he'll take a closer look first.


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[Pandora77]

This is just wierd--

Last New Year's, my friends and I went to PLURPLE, and my best friend--and ride home--locked her keys in her car. The party was ending and we're waiting for her mom to bring us the spare key. Well, across the parking lot there's this woman walking next to a building, then walking back backwards. It was about 6am and she was out there until about 7:15 just going back and forth, back and forth.

~*~Pandora~*~



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-Illusions

[Headphones Dude]

Nothing that I notice, and most of the time, my little corner of my neighborhood is always quiet. It's so quiet, the neighbors don't even rat on me if I smoke weed on the deck. It's so boring, Mr Rogers wouldn't be so cheery if he lived around here, and to be honest with you, I don't even really know or care about my neighbors.....

[dj trainwreck]

lulU: I live on 12th and taylor SE portland.
so, it's totally in the same area.

ok another story:

I used to work at guess jeans in pioneer mall. It was one of the first days I was working. I got off work very late and began to wait for a bus right in front of pioneer mall.

I didn't know that the buses only stop at select bus stops along that street.

So, I am waiting for about a half hour. It's starting to get really late, like 11:30.

This guy walks up to me, totall white trash.

He had BK Nights on, one of those jean jacket with the dirty white cotton on top. He clutches his stomach and asks me,"hey, do want some CR"?

I am trying to think what he's talking about, crank or crack. I didn't want either so i said no.

Then he looks at me and says,"ever since I ate this chinese food, I have been puking up this pink bubbly shit".

I just wanted to get away from him so I say,"maybe you should go to the hospital and get che".

He cuts me off and says," here look"!!He starts sticking his finger down his throat and starts gagging.

I say,"dude, you don't have to show me, it's ok. I trust you".

Then he pukes up this pink bubbly shit on the ground.

I am just thinking, this is portland, this is my job.

I gave him a bagel I had and took off, then I realized that the bus didn't even stop at the station i was waiting at.

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[Chief]

Hey Kosmic...I e-mailed ya.....as long as you're using the email address in your profile..you should've gotten it!!!! If not...send me one at skilese@yahoo.com. Talk to ya soon dude.

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ICQ 1656921
Got a joint, man?
No man.
It'd be a lot cooler if you did.

[Kosmicdog]

Yo Chief, I wanna reply to you but the BB wont let me email to anyone. I cant figure out how to set this on "Preferences" Anyone wanna hook a Kosmicdog up?

[SkyCriesX]

haha yeah that park&ride in fed way, the one near seatac mall is ALWAYS filled with thugs.

[lulU]

hey trainwreck!! where do u live!! i think it's funny because when some dj and myself were walking around by the paradigm, this guy who seemed homeless (wel he was asking for money) came up and started talkin and he told me the same exact thing : girl, you better hang on to this fella, and be good to him cuz he is a good man. and started to go off with all that crazy talk. it was funny because we were just walking across the street together, we arn't even a couple or anything. he started goin off about his brothers too. anyway i just thought that was pretty weird cuz maybe it's the same guy.

[dj trainwreck]

ahh yeah! I told you I could prove my pinto story was true!!

I just got these pictures of the accident today...Damm crackheads!!

http://www.aracnet.com/~srr/SOLCAR.JPG

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[Efun]

the most off the wall cracked out thing that happened to me was i got sick of being cracked out and stopped cracking out and now im boring hahaha

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[PDX TEX]

trainwreck, those pictures are fucking crazy. sorry about your ride though, pintos are sweet!!! So let me think, its not really that crazy of a story but some how I ended up befriending this big old black prostitute that works the corner of broadway and burnside in downtown portland. Every nite when I would walk home from work, she would always say "Where you going booo, lookin for some company?" I and would always reply, nah Kim, I am going home" So this one time, one of Kim's friends was working the same corner and we were having a conversation. She looks at me and sez, "Yer a cop aren't you, huh, for real?" And I was like, "No, seriously" so she then proceeds to grab my balls to make sure I was telling the truth..Evidently, if physical contact is made between the hooker and her customer, and the customer is a cop, posing as a customer (does that make sense?), then the cop cannot arrest the hooker.....anyway, I laughed at the fact that I was completely wasted and some big black lady had just felt me up in the matter of 10 seconds...

Ah, the joys of urban life.

tex

[LiqwidLightandSound]

Um...did you say that wasn't crazy???

I think I've seen her....*grin*
Maybe not...maybe.
-liz

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[djsence]

ohh man where to start.

It could be the tweekers who wonder between the transit staion and teh motel across the street, or maybe all the gang bangers tagging up just about every wall around...the taggers get the rest.
Hmm maybe it is the hoopchie mamas who walk around with their skuzzzy BFs. I dunno there are many many cracked out things that happen in my neighborhood

Thants why i got me a Pitbull!
:D

[puddles]

Oh the joys of low income housing, drug paraphernalia in the halls and people are always screaming interesting things outside our apts....you hear the B's C's, and F's flying around all the time. One night one neighbor was yelling at the other that "the laws of this country must be obeyed! don't let you kids run up and down the halls!" another time I was getting in the elevator with a stroller and a fat nasty hoe was in the way. she would not move to let us in and told me that if I ran over her foot she would raise hell. well...I tried to get around her but ended up running over her foot slightly and quickly said sorry. no matter, for three floors the bitch screamed at me about how my white ass was going to get beat and I should watch out and blah blah blah blah. I hate low income housing except for when we pay rent.....


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[Mee-Shell]

I live in Tacoma..... I could go on for days in this thread.

[oneandoneisone]

Since I've had the pleasure of living in the Pacific NW I've lived in downtown Everett, the U-District, Tacoma/Lakewood, and now Queen Anne. The latter is great... the rest were pretty bad...

When i live in Everett... there was a crazy crack head lady in our alley one night and she was yelling into people houses (ours was on the second floor) at like 4am.. about how she needed money to buy her baby formula! She was probably in her late 50s and when our neighbor actually offered her some baby formula she turned it down and said she needed a whole can and had to have the $$.

In the U-District someone broke into my boyfriends car, used a needle to shoot up and then hung out in the car for a few hours and left the needle under the seat... they didn't take anything... just borrowed it for a while i guess!!

In Tacoma, we lived in a shitty shitty apartment complex called "The Drake" and you could buy a pepsi, corndog, hooker and some crack at the 7-11 across the street, if you had the urge. Also, the apartment complex was on cops, more than once probably.

And Queen Anne, where everyone has too much money and too much time to bitch at their kids ...i kind of miss the crackheads, even though one does occasionally get off the bus at the wrong stop... only to be scared away by the yuppies with their jogging strollers and golden retrievers....

[StarLight]

Originally posted by oneandoneisone
Since I've had the pleasure of living in the Pacific NW I've lived in downtown Everett, the U-District, Tacoma/Lakewood, and now Queen Anne. The latter is great... the rest were pretty bad...

When i live in Everett... there was a crazy crack head lady in our alley one night and she was yelling into people houses (ours was on the second floor) at like 4am.. about how she needed money to buy her baby formula! She was probably in her late 50s and when our neighbor actually offered her some baby formula she turned it down and said she needed a whole can and had to have the $$.

In the U-District someone broke into my boyfriends car, used a needle to shoot up and then hung out in the car for a few hours and left the needle under the seat... they didn't take anything... just borrowed it for a while i guess!!

In Tacoma, we lived in a shitty shitty apartment complex called "The Drake" and you could buy a pepsi, corndog, hooker and some crack at the 7-11 across the street, if you had the urge. Also, the apartment complex was on cops, more than once probably.

And Queen Anne, where everyone has too much money and too much time to bitch at their kids ...i kind of miss the crackheads, even though one does occasionally get off the bus at the wrong stop... only to be scared away by the yuppies with their jogging strollers and golden retrievers....

Dang girl! I would be somewhat scared to live in the neighborhoods you described. Kudos for moving to Queen Anne.

Though the Queen Ann yuppie part made me laugh :D

[Headphones Dude]

Well let's see....Me and my gf Kandigirl live right on 50th & 15th. Right on the corner practicly. Every once in awhile, we hear the sounds of a crash, boom, and pow! I'll usually get dressed, jump out the door, and go to the corner. And sure enough, somebody crashed their car into a bus, or another car. That's usually what we discover. Other than that, we just occasionally hear a frat party up a few blocks....

When I lived just down off of 47th & 9th, I had a crack addict pee in our yard. And we were all there watching him do it, and we yelled and screamed at him to find some place else to go. (And if he could have held it a bit longer, he could have used the local park bathroom!!!). He just hurried up and did what he had to do, then scramed. I still see that guy from time to time, but I don't say anything to him.

Usually in the U-d, you have everybody from homeless Juggalos to gangbangers on the street, to all the meth and crack addicts inbetween.....But when they finally get busted by the cops for something, it's always interesting to watch.....

[Vixie]

Heh...this thread brings back some memories.
Back in high school I lived in SW Portland with me mum and was skipping school for a day of hawt, hawt love with my then boyfriend, when my mom comes home. It's like 10 am and she must have been at an appointment or something because I had no idea she was coming home.
Anyway, in order for my boy to keep his balls, we had to make a hasty retreat out the back. Since my room was in the basement with it's own exit out of the house, leaving undetected wasn't too difficult.
So we're walking up the street and we noticed there are about three helicopters flying above my house. We live somewhat close to the freeway so we figure that there's a bad accident or something.
We make our way onto 35th and there are SWAT teams and cop cars galore. We couldn't make our way past to them to make our escape!
There's a ton of news crews around and a couple of them see us and call us over.
So we ask them what it's all about and thay say, "The police have captured a terrorist cell in these apartments. Do you have any comments?"
My boy and I are kind of taken aback, like "WTF?!" So I mumbled something about how you don't expect terrorists so close to home and I walked through those apartments twice a day every day and blah blah blah."
I guess they didn't have too many other people to comment because my boy and I were all over the news that day. My grandma called and told mom who asked what I was doing there at that time of day.
I was just like..."We couldn't get to school because of the terrorists!"

[Vixie]

Oh yeah, and at about that same time my friends and I were at Barbur Transit waiting for the bus (probably to skip school) and we look over to see this hispanic-looking dude grinning at us while he was pissing on the ground, his mini dong pulled out as far as it would go, the poor tiny thing.
We were all appropriately horrified. And amused.