December 28th 2004
So I come home from getting Taco Bell I really do not need to be eating and in our apartment complex are five police cars and a whole bunch of the bad ghetto kind (yes there is good ghetto and then bad ghetto) all lined up in front of an apartment and actually being arrested. As in handcuffed and placed in the vehicles.
Drama drama!
I havent had Taco Bell in ages! Now I need it.
That IS crazy O.O