Like too many gunshows to mention, this was a ghost-written while shooting multiple shits with John. I miss you John!! I'll see you at work tomorrow.
Why do kids keep playing outside at night? Why do they play in the road at night and always outside of my apartment? Why is it 2 a.m. and why are there kids standing outside my apartment, staring at me in the window while I also stare at them. Every time I call the police, they hang up. Buy a thing, thank you!
