by B.J. on 8/26/2002 08:45:00 AM 0 comments Print this post

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[Edited on 11/07/03. See how I reacted to this festival a year later]

Bitching About Parking Thanks to that Damn Gay Festival

Holla if you've seen Venice Beach ! The real Heart of LA ! Crowded and hard to park, eh ?

Same label of "heart of LA" applies to that damn Sunset Junction mess also known as "Gay Festival" in front of my street yestrday.

They really should have strict parking standards like permits only for fucking residents only here because it's a bitch trying to find any especially yestrday and any weekend afternoon. The kicker is that in white "residential" areas, there are ridiculous parking restrictions like no parking at all after 6 PM, 2-hour-limit, etc. when the street is as empty as a Clippers game, which is how those retard overweight, donut-eating, with black glasses thicker than J-Lo's ass, rent-a-cops named Warren have earned their nuts and beans by placing tickets on unfortunate motherfucks like myself who didn't take the time to read their 20 signs regarding the parking there. Punk mothafuckaz (American History X Black guy voice --- like the Respected One, Mary, Partner, and the Weasel would know). Dude, those white "residential" areas, have 2-story houses with real backyards and garages neatly and carefully organized, complete with a set of 4 white people packaged neatly in each house, while my hood consists of like 15 straight apartments jumbled up a fucking hill and gays, Mexicans, and Flips stuffed in bunches like Elton John's night before. The only perk is that I get to stay out late. But then they can get me on curfew.

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