I've written about these assholes of the neighbourhood already once: Drunkards, lowlife losers, drug-addicts, thugs, you name it. I'm no perfect person but I have limitations and boundaries. If you have no red line that you believe you shall not cross at any cost, then you would do anything to achieve your goal and that's not too far to break a law. That's how I look at the things.
With that in mind, we have this ugly loser whom I've written about earlier but I'd like to say about another encounter with this beauty queen! This ignorant retard is from Cosenza in southern Italy. For those how don't know, there's a big difference between the center and north of Italy and its south, including Sicily. That is why you see the majority or all the Italians who migrated to the US, in the 50's and earlier are from the south or mostly from Sicily. I'm going to Italy this year, for the first time but my focus would be on north but from what I've read and heard about the south, including Cosenza, it is a poor region. I had a buddy here in Alberta who went back and now he lives there in his parents house. He worked as a painter here and told me once that he never had a chance to go to a school because he always had to work. I had this plan to go to Italy back in 2021 and he sent me a list of the things he wanted me to buy for him after telling me that I could stay with him and his Mom who was alive at the time. It was really funny:
With that in mind, we have this ugly loser whom I've written about earlier but I'd like to say about another encounter with this beauty queen! This ignorant retard is from Cosenza in southern Italy. For those how don't know, there's a big difference between the center and north of Italy and its south, including Sicily. That is why you see the majority or all the Italians who migrated to the US, in the 50's and earlier are from the south or mostly from Sicily. I'm going to Italy this year, for the first time but my focus would be on north but from what I've read and heard about the south, including Cosenza, it is a poor region. I had a buddy here in Alberta who went back and now he lives there in his parents house. He worked as a painter here and told me once that he never had a chance to go to a school because he always had to work. I had this plan to go to Italy back in 2021 and he sent me a list of the things he wanted me to buy for him after telling me that I could stay with him and his Mom who was alive at the time. It was really funny:
- White Socks!
- Some sort of Vitamin (I don't remember what the hell it was)!
- Some other odd and ridiculous thing!
He always complained about his life and everything related to it. He used to say that a friend of his lived and worked in a Pizza Shop (or owned it) in Ontario and then added: " I don't know how to make Pizza "! Or he said once that their home in Italy did not even have a stove! I don't know how they cooked and ate but I assume it was on an open fire.
Now that you know how southern Italy is, a little bit, I go back to the Beauty Queen! She bragged about how his father was a business owner while she shopped at filthy stinking toilets such as Dollarama and Wal-Toilet-Mart! Despite the fact that, I think, she was looking for someone to satisfy her with her basic biological needs at the age of 62, and I've told that story, once we were talking, she kept saying " I don't work at the moment "! I don't know what she expected me to do for her! Hand her some cash? Bring her food?! You look like a healthy woman. Go get a freaking job anywhere in the city. You only have to overcome your biggest and most disgusting habit of being lazy. You can't do anything about the fact that you're a cheap, idiot. That's how your brain has been developed but you can stop being lazy and work. In this case you don't have to beg people for money. Then one day he said his Dad had passed away and he left her and her siblings some money. That was a big chunk in a way that she could pay her mortgage off! I don't know if you can do that. Most of the banks have regulations which prevent you from doing so as that is how they make money. You pay interest. Her begging and disgusting nasty behaviour did not stop there because once an animal is a filthy, nasty one, she most likely remains a filthy and nasty one. This time she started to convince me that I needed a major change to my yard to make it look better. I denied that. I simply did not want to spend any money. Then one day I came home and saw changes to the yard. It was not bad but it was unnecessary. I messaged her and thanked her. She demanded money! And I said to myself: Are you kidding me?! I'm not going to give you even a single Penny! First of all no one asked you to do so. You ain't even supposed to go to someone else's yard without their permission. Do I have to get a restraining order?! Secondly, You should've asked and negotiated the cost! Screw you.
She barely talks to me after this which I'm thankful for. I'm just waiting for an opportunity to get the hell out of this shitty neighbourhood but I don't want to rush it. I will look for a bigger and nicer place within a better neighbourhood with less drunkards, drug-addicts, deadbeats, child-abusers, wife-beaters and mentally disturbed individuals! Seems to be a very hard task to accomplish but not impossible. I need to sell this place first.
(Photo: A yard in Palm Springs, CA. It was heavily raining when I was there almost 2 years ago but because of the extreme drought and heat, particularly in recent years, many households have ditched the lawn)
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