Interesting development in my neighborhood yesterday. I was watching the football with the wife and the kid was outside playing with one of the neighbors' kid. Some woman burst into our kitchen through the garage (yikes). She wanted to know where the neighbor's kid was and if we would make sure he didn't go home. The cops were at his parents' house. This particular kid is one that will just bolt sometimes, so that was kind of a tough ask. I went out there and played with them for a little while, waiting for the lady to come back and get him. Obviously this sends my wife into sleuth mode. Her first assumption was the husband was beating his wife, naturally. I think he was cheating on her with the foxy little lady next door. That women's husband is a behemoth meathead, i would not have the stones to cross that dude. Side note about the domestic disturbance couple - the wife just had brain surgery to get rid of a tumor last year. She was a really attractive woman and the surgery put a little paralysis in her face, aged her really bad very quickly. So if he was cheating on her he's probably going to need to move far away to dodge that scarlet letter.
Anyway, we'll find out soon. Action in the suburbs!
can't wait for tomorrow's ep of "As the Suburb Turns"
Do people bust into your house like that often? I'd be losing my shit if some rando neighbor thought they could just do that. We have doorbells for a reason people and that reason is because we live in a society.
This was the first non-MIL person to ever do it. If it hadn't been a woman's voice coming from that area I would have had a weapon in hand...as it was I stood up and was slowly edging around the corner to see what kind of bullshit was headed my way.
Unfortunately the info has dried up, all I have heard so far is the husband is not home (presumably booted) and nobody was hurt.
In his new book, The Secret Apartment: Vet Stadium, a surreal memoir, Garvey details how from 1979 to 1981 he lived in an empty concession stand inside the Vet which he secretly refurbished into an apartment in his very own “off-the-wall South Philly version of the Phantom of the Opera.”
Who would do that?
A Delco boy at heart (because really, who else would do this)
In his new book, The Secret Apartment: Vet Stadium, a surreal memoir, Garvey details how from 1979 to 1981 he lived in an empty concession stand inside the Vet which he secretly refurbished into an apartment in his very own “off-the-wall South Philly version of the Phantom of the Opera.”
Who would do that?
A Delco boy at heart (because really, who else would do this)
Oh.
Be honest, you're checking out the Philly papers daily waiting on a creeper story about Balls, right?
Isn't it a little racist to call it Black Friday? - Joy Behar
