The Stolen Car

So back to the weekend! Back to the man in my bed! Back to the lost purse of my friend! Alongside with this purse, he has lost his car keys, money, documents. My friend S. called me right after the lunch and I was thinking she was calling me for a coffee, but then she hitted me with such a bomb: his car has been stolen during the night! Plus, she also said the he reported the stealing to the cops (what's just natural!) and I heard that it would be way better that we all from that night went to the police station to give our names out! He mistrusts two women who was with us all night long. Mother and daughter, who works as escorts, that went with us to the disco and who just pestered people all night long! Such as S. said, we went out, trusting people around us and the day we take any outsiders with us, there's something like that happening!

I wanted to vent this out! I have to confess that I am a bit hungover yet and I am not planning on going to the café now. I want to go there at night and I want to see how things are around there and I will give my whole support to my friend. I just do hope that things do not go wrong for any of us!

And the women that my friend mistrusts at the moment, also annoyed him. She bothered, pestered him, accused him of touching. This silly old woman... Such as S. said, I believe that she and her "fine daughter", in all their holliness, asked to those "niggaz", those friends of their to steall his car! This is not a matter of racism, it's a matter of reality here! 


So I am guessing quite much shit coming around!

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