Hmmm...Drama...what creates it, and what makes it confined to the apartment across from my mother?? We'll call this certain couple that lives across from her, Jewel and Baby Kangaroo (BK). BK is the husband, and Jewel is the wife. Jewel is a stripper. With no boobs and a ponytail extension in her hair. BK is in the military, but for safety and anonymity I won't say which branch. Anywho...this couple has had more problems than I could ever imagine. Jewel was prego when they first moved in. And shortly after the 6 month mark she gave birth to a baby boy...WAY premature. He survived, but barely. So, after a while, Jewel started making comments about pain meds and other such things giving us the impression that she was addicted to narcs. And only a few weeks after the premie came home from the hospital, she started working as a stripper at all hours of the night. But we figured out that she only works during the week...never weekends...we think it might be from the lack of boobs that she doesn't get prime hours. So, then we find out that SOMEONE...we really have no idea who...called child services on them because Premie was screaming all the time and they didn't think that was "right." At first we were **aghast!** that someone would call over something so obviously normal. Then one day, Jewel came out of her apartment crying her eyes out. She handed my mom the baby and there were marks ALL OVER the baby's face. Jewel claimed that his swing was old, and that it fell apart and he fell on the concrete below. We weren't so sure. So, her mom comes and gets him and his older sister and takes them for a few weeks so that the child services woman wouldn't make an unexpected visit and see Premie's face all scratched up and take him away. So THEN, one night we were outside and Jewel comes up to us and says, "Sorry if y'all have heard a lot of screaming coming from the apartment lately. (we hadn't) But, I just found out that BK is having an affair with one of the other strippers at my work." uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...mmm..hhmm..what are we supposed to say to that?!?! There was mild talk of a divorce, and bastard this, and bastard that...needless to say, they never even separated. Then one day, mom and I were coming home from a Target outing or something and noticed that the outgoing gate to the apartments was wide open and sitting kind of crooked. Later, BK and Jewel pull up in their car which looks like it got into a major wreck! Hmmmm....when asked about it, BK explained casually that the gate had CLOSED on their car!! **drum roll PLEASE** We of course, immediately asked if they had talked to the apartment manager about it and BK said that the manager wasn't going to pay to get their car fixed. I looked at Jewel and said, "I'm sorry, hun, but if some apartment gate closed on my BRAND NEW CAR, I'd pitch a fit and call the media until they paid for it." Jewel immediately looked down and said, "It's really no big deal." Hmmmm....So, then BK offers up, "Well, the funny thing is, the apartments we lived in before this one...the SAME THING happened!" Imagine that. Later we talked to the manager and it was confirmed that the gate was rammed. Surprise surprise. ANYWAY...the point of this whole post was to tell you that my mom just called and informed me that she went outside tonight and Jewel was sitting on the ground outside with a cast on her arm. Mom asked what happened (always a bad thing to do with these people) and Jewel said, "BK did it."
So, the wagering begins...how long do you think that it will be before Jewel and BK are back together? According to Jewel, BK ran off to another state, which means that he might have gone AWOL as well. But keep in mind, we have NO idea what the whole story is. Just what Jewel says. So, can you predict the end of this saga? Will BK be found and go to prison and find a bigger breasted she-male to hook up with? Or will Jewel decide to not press charges and they keep creating more drama for me to write about?!?! To be continued.............
