Awful Neighbors
Not sure how many of yall know this, but I have an office at the bottom of a certain basement in Seattle. This is the office where I be practicing rhyming, posting my blogs, fixing up the Myspace etc.
There's a bunch of different office spaces down here so different people can rent out these spaces to run their business, whatever that may be.
Every Saturday night this one group of people gets together and do hecka weird shit. Well, for a while it was more annoying than weird. They would just get together, make food (making a huge mess in the process), eat and laugh really loud.
They all conversate and then, every 5 seconds or so, burst into crazy loud, obnoxious laughter. I don't know if they all high on drugs, if they are actually super funny, or if they all just think they're brilliant comedians, but for whatever reason the laughter rings out loud and fake like freedom in America.
At first I figured they was just some Magic Cards heads cuz they dress like those type of cats. Namean, long hair, plain looking clothes with alot of dark colors. Hey I aint hating on the steez I'm just stating the facts.
The other day one of the janitors told me they are a cult. I guess that explains why they meet late at night and why one time I swear I heard some lady scream from over in their "office."
I'm just not feeling the whole cult thing. I tries to keep an open mind about stuff but damn, cults are just creepy. Being in the same basement with them while they probly is doing their spells or spirit nurturing or whatever cults do....not crackin.
There's a bunch of different office spaces down here so different people can rent out these spaces to run their business, whatever that may be.
Every Saturday night this one group of people gets together and do hecka weird shit. Well, for a while it was more annoying than weird. They would just get together, make food (making a huge mess in the process), eat and laugh really loud.
They all conversate and then, every 5 seconds or so, burst into crazy loud, obnoxious laughter. I don't know if they all high on drugs, if they are actually super funny, or if they all just think they're brilliant comedians, but for whatever reason the laughter rings out loud and fake like freedom in America.
At first I figured they was just some Magic Cards heads cuz they dress like those type of cats. Namean, long hair, plain looking clothes with alot of dark colors. Hey I aint hating on the steez I'm just stating the facts.
The other day one of the janitors told me they are a cult. I guess that explains why they meet late at night and why one time I swear I heard some lady scream from over in their "office."
I'm just not feeling the whole cult thing. I tries to keep an open mind about stuff but damn, cults are just creepy. Being in the same basement with them while they probly is doing their spells or spirit nurturing or whatever cults do....not crackin.



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