Sometimes the city wasn't my favorite place.
I mean just look at it.
The smell of mold in the musty air.
The odd taste of smoke that some how made its way into your mouth from the guy leaning against a wall sprawled with eligible graffiti.
Warm muggy air making the palms of your hands sticky.
Taxis, trucks, and busses filled with screaming children, and cars with drunk, angry, swear screaming people zooming down the street causing noises equivalent to nails down a chalk board.
Honestly, despicable.
But I couldn't leave then.
So instead I left later.
And then I came back.
The cord that ties all of our stupid human asses together brought me back.
Ya know, the thing millions of chick flick films were made about and the thing that you are taught is most important by not only by your parents but your, "all time favorite movie!" Lilo and Stitch.
Ya, family.
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The Badass Aunt
HumorTrip is a teenager forced into adulthood by both her parents death in a terrible car crash and her sister getting pregnant at the not-so-old age of seventeen and having a crazy, clever, and down right bad little girl named Iris. When her sister Madd...
