My lovely morning
The excitement never ends in my neighborhood. Emphasis on the "hood". So the picture you see here was taken by me this morning, and then aired on all the local news stations. Yes the trap house, crack house, or whatever, next to mine burnt down. There is a god. We've been secretly wishing, since we bought our house, that something like this would happen. See kids, dreams really do come true. And all of this was made possible, allegedly, by a little 10 year old named Brandon. Now, Brandon is a local kid on my street, who by the way, doesn't live at this house. He lives down the street. But Brandon is actally a pretty good kid, very respectful, unlike the rest of the hoodlum, rednecks, and prostitutes on my street. So Thank you Brandon.
