I love going to the hood! Had to do a home verification this morning, knock on one door identify myself three times because yelling "probation officer" at the top of my lungs at 0800 once is never enough.
The lady next door peeks out, I tell her to go back inside, not there for her. The resident of the apartment I'm trying to get FINALY comes to the door...in a shear shirt...with nothing under it...and she wasn't hot...
It's never the hot ones.
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