A few weeks ago some some stranger knocked on my door and virtually invited herself in on the pretense of needing some butter. I made a post about it at the time. A friend suggested that she must be a neighbor [notice the sp americans - so tolerant] she also said that they must know someone that i know. Well, she was right on both counts. How do females always get stuff right all the time? How do I now know this. I know this because as I walked across the courtyard a 6 foot black man started shouting at me as he raced towards me from behind. To begin with I thought the man was going to deck me for some unknown reason. Maybe I looked at his wife a few days ago and he did not like it ! That was the rubbish running through my head as I contemplated the fight or flight syndrome. I decided that he could probably run faster than me judging by his athletic build so I decided to confront him instead.
So as I turned to face him I politely asked, Sorry, was you talking to me, can i help you? Yeah he said, I don't suppose you have any smokes on you? That's all he wanted, a smoke. I had none and told him so. He said no trouble brother which I took to be respectful because not every brother is a brother let alone a white male from little england. Anyway, he asked me a favor. He wanted me to drop a bag into his friends which was on my way apparently. So I obliged. I took a walk and rang the door bell as instructed to make the delivery. Who answered the door, that very same girl who wanted to invite herself in that night. At least I now know who she is. She was stoned out of her mind and drunk to a high degree at the time. She sure looked embarrassed so i made a quick exit to ease the situation.
As I walked away I wondered what was in that bag. I think I may have innocently made a deal delivery to get the girl a little higher than she already was, still, as long as she is happy I don't suppose it matters.
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What is the "black word"?
BB