for those of you who don't believe me when i say we live in the ghetto; and for those who don't understand why, when we hear fireworks, we fall to the floor to take cover thinking it's gunfire:
emilie came home from her trip to florida to find that her newly fixed car (which had been parked on our street) had a bullethole in it. a 9 mm bullethole, to be exact. an officer came to the scene and immediately called in the crime lab. they took loads of pictures from all angles (which we can apparently purchase for $5 from the station), and collected the shell, casing, and bullet to dust for fingerprints. from the angle of entry, the position of the shell (in perfect condition), and the damage inside the car it has been determined that the car fell victim to an isolated drive-by. unless we have some enemies out there that we are unaware of...
***UPDATE (8/30)***officer lawrence called emmy to let her know that there were in fact three similar shootings in the area, but despite all the evidence there are no leads. the case has been closed. we were hoping prints would lead to a sweet mugshot to post for our loyal readers, but no such luck. maybe next time.
knock on wood.
8.26.2008
tales from the ghetto
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knitting and knitting and knitting and knitting and knitting and knitting and knitting!
the most awesome damage ever done to my car...
wow, em you must have some serious enemies!! :) scary!! poor liz and stevie in the ghetto. at least your house is super cute in the slums!
Scary!
And I totally don't understand how it applies, (maybe just to the investigation process?) but I'm digging the Pee Wee's Big Adventure reference from emilie!
um...scary! I guess we'll have to start driving our bullet proof car down to the hood from now on.
I blame the prostitute, maybe Grandma knew something me and Em didn't know
okay, mel, i have no idea what that meant...
I can hardly believe this story! That's nuts! I sorta love it.
Keep your doors locked...and it might be time to invest in some bullet proof glass :o)
missie and i were in the ghetto in miami last week and found ourselves in a sketchy diner with a prostitute. grandma booked it out of there, but missie and i stayed a bit out of intrigue... i guess that was "her corner." payback? maybe...
It's probably because we were playing with her jukebox. Dang it.
That is freaky freaky. At first I just thought she just got one of those cool bullet hole stickers for her car so she could look hard core.
duede! i got my back window shot out when we were living in midvale. now that was a ghetto place.
HA! I thought that I lived in the ghetto, but you win!
p.s. JP and Brit are FABULOUS!!!! Thanks for sending them my way :)
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