I Found A Dollar On The Street Today

I went to the liquor store yesterday, last night, actually, and believe me I was not disappointed to find that every time I walk around here, shit happens. I hate going anywhere around here, because this is "HOOKER" central. I don't get it, but the police are always around here, but there are like a million "HOOKERS" and more just keep popping up. Now I try not to walk around here, because everyone driving by me wishes I was a "HOOKER". This makes my walking around here alone almost nonexistent...........I am not kidding either. I needed cigarettes last night and since I had a lot on my mind I needed a walk......walking helps me think and sort things out. Anyway, I get around the corner and there on the street is a fucking dollar. A dollar is a dollar and I am always happy to find a dollar. I am one of those people who believes in things like, "Find a penny pick it up and all day you'll have good luck." Finding this dollar was cool just because I was feeling pretty low when I went to the store to begin with. Here's the catch though........coming in the opposite direction was a "HOOKER" and she saw me pick up the dollar. She said the dollar was hers and I didn't want to give that dollar back to her. I found it, it is mine. I told her, "Finders Keepers, Losers Weepers." I really don't think she liked that because she started to get an attitude with me. It almost escalated into a fight, which I didn't want to happen because I really do not want some dirty "HOOKER" touching me. God knows where her hands had been last. I think she could see in my eyes that I was not someone to be messed with. As much as I didn't want to fight, well, I would if need be, dirty "HOOKER" hands and all. In the end she just let me go with the dollar, because she could see that my will was stronger than hers. I really do not know if the dollar was hers, but it was there laying on the street, so fuck her I say. It was really humorous, because I stayed my bitchy, bored, amused self and I know that just drives someone mad when they are trying to start shit with me..................Since I am feeling so poetic lately I decided to make it into a little ditty......................................It's called "I found a dollar on the street today."

I found a dollar on the street today,

A woman came up to me and I heard her say....

"That's my dollar can't you see, I dropped it here, it belongs to me."

I said, "Look here lady, I don't see any sign. As far as I am concerned,

this dollar is mine!" She looked me up and down with all of her might!!!

I rolled my eyes and said, "Get out of my sight!" I could see in her

eyes she weighed the situation heavily. She wasn't going to let that dollar

go willingly!!! I yanked that dollar into my hand and went on my way just

as I planned!!!! That dollar was laying there on the street you see.............

Waiting for someone, waiting for ME!!!!!!!!!!!

I hate it when I leave my house and bullshit like this happens, because it happens all the time. If there is a "WEIRDO" around they are on my ass "like flies on shit." I guess I should also say that if there is a "BITCH" or in this case, "HOOKER" who is looking for trouble, well, I am always the one they find, just because I am ME. This has been happening all of my life and apparently will till my dying day. Merde'!!!! "HOOKERS" around my "NEIGHBORHOOD" SUK!!!!!