Last week my cousin CJ moved out of my house and into his own apartment.  It's nice to have the old bachelor pad back to myself.  CJ's place is really nice, I guess Circuit City pays pretty well. 

So Friday night I took the last box of CJ's shit out to his new apartment.  I knew if I didn't bring him his crap, I would never get it out of my garage.  Once I got there he insisted on introducing me to his new neighbors.

First CJ took me to meet the people who live in apartment 3A (CJ refers to them as his neighbros).  They were a couple of brothers (when I say brothers I mean they had the same momma, different dads, but the same momma) who were trying to put out a rap album.  They go by the name "3 Legged Dawgs".  They played a demo CD for us and I must say the song "Fist-Fula-Honeyhole" was awfully catchy.  They seemed pretty nice but I was happy to leave.  They had been burning some incense or something before we came over and the smoke was making my mouth dry.

Then CJ took me to meet Donald and Mason, they live in apartment 1A (CJ refers to them as his gaybors).  They were the nicest packers I had ever met (when I say packers I mean they play for the Green Bay Packers).  They even made us some hot wings to snack on while we talked.  I don't know why I was so damn hungry, but them hot wings really hit the spot.

Finally CJ took me to meet his upstairs neighbor, Luka, (CJ refers to her as crazy bitch, with the monster rack, on the 2^nd floor).  Unfortunatlly, she wasn't home.  But CJ was telling me that she has an inner ear infection or something and that she's always running into doors, falling down stairs and shit like that.  He also said one night he heard some noises upstairs that sounded like some kind of trouble, some kind of fight.  And then the next day he was all like "Yo, Luka what was with the noise last night." And she went off on him and she was all like "Just don't ask me what it was, it's not your fuckin business anyway".  He said he wouldn't talk to her, if it wasn't for that monster rack (when I say monster rack I mean that she had huge funbags) (when I say funbags I mean chesticles) (when I say chesticles I mean breasts)