Most recent resource information will go here. Swimchick is under construction as of Dec 25th and will be finished....soon? Just keep checking back ;)Our Creeper Neighbors: Part 1
Besides getting attacked by the deposit machine at Bank Of America and almost losing my hand, things have been running smoothly around here. You know when Ali isn’t lying about going to his friends house then running off into a haunted asylum (he really did this, AND he showed Lisa pictures of it), when Hassan isn’t hugging me every chance he gets and when my Mom isn’t making the same arabic food despite the fact that she could build another house with all the cooking/recipe books she has, yup, things here are still smooth.
There is one issue that has been bothering me though. I’m not even gonna lie and say I like my neighbors and they’re good people because deep down in my non-existent heart I know they are just a bunch of slimeballs. None of these old saggy pants people EVER wanna utilize their damn driveway. Our block is disgusting! People get into arguments just figuring out where to go when there are two cars on the same street. Anyway I’m not here to talk about that just: something better. We had some new neighbors come in about a few months ago and at first my Mom was trying to be polite but you can only be so nice before people think they’re best friends with you.
To start things off the husband came and started knocking on our windows at like 8 in the morning. I was asleep in bed thinking, “who is that idiot knocking on our door?”. The average american would stop knocking after 1 1/2 knocks and some dirty looks from across the street on why-that-guy-isnt-leaving-the-house. I swear to you he kept knocking for like 10 minutes and then he left. In the morning I found out that he actually stopped by and knocked on our whole damn house just to give us some pita bread.
I wish I coulda been like UHH BUDDY WE’RE LEBANESE I THINK WE WOULD HAVE A CRAPLOAD OF PITA BREAD IF NOT HANGING FROM THE WINDOWS THEN STOWED AWAY IN A FREEZER IN A PITA BREAD SHRINE.
Pretty much what I’m trying to say is that these neighbors are creepalicious and they must be stopped. Sure they wanna be our friends, who the hell wouldn’t be when the rest of the block is filled with a bunch of tards. I’d wanna be my damn friend too.
part 2 of this coming soon. Where the daughter decides to become my best friend and she’s only 7 years old. Trust me, this gets better as it goes.
Name's Jessica Kobeissi. I'm 22, Lebanese, Muslim, awesome & live in Detroit. I'm an artist - but I can't draw. I'm a Graphic Design major.
Dang, that sucks. You’re married? I didn’t know that. You look pretty youthful. I guess 18+ wouldn’t necessarily be “youthful”, but still. :)
Samantha posted this August 17 * #