I was walking through town picking up some necessities when I came to 8th and Jefferson. I had been walking for upwards of 3 hours straight until about 15 minutes earlier when I stopped at a local Taco bell establishment because it was all I could find and I was absolutely famished.

 I was carrying a taco bell drink cup and was listening to the ipod I had received for Christmas. I saw the man walking about 15 feet in front of me pass a woman who looked like she had come straight from an impoverished eastern European country.

She had strange patterns of paint all over what could be seen of her body (luckily that wasn't much). She stopped roughly ten feet in front of me as I attempted to pass and raised her right hand towards me; all finger tips pointed directly at me. She began speaking a language I could not identify in a very intense tone similar to that of a witch or medicine woman seen in movies, and twisting and pulling the arm aimed at me and clenching that hand as if she were riping the heart from my chest.

 My Ipod was between songs and not loud at all and besides that I was 100% focused on the woman. A few seconds into this she opened her jacket slightly with her left hand revealing a black t-shirt with big white letters that read OCP (I think). For some reason I was compelled to say "what?" At that point she turned down the ally that was right there and went about 7-8 feet until she turned around and yelled something else at me in that same language as I walked by.

 The next while I muttered the words "what the fuck/hell/shit?" to myself. I continued walking for another 3 hours. I never got what I needed, but I did see more weird people and get some monster blisters on my foot. One of the weird people was a man who looked to be in his 60s speeding down a thin sidewalk making noises that were just plain freaky. 

 Was I cursed? Was my Tacobell food laced with something? I may never know for sure, but none the less this was a very strange day for me. And If you stop hearing from me soon, you know the truth behind what had happened.


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why thank you

Yeah, but it would be hella-funny if you did summarize.

Well, since you asked ...

I was walking down the street. Ate bad Taco Bell. Then, saw a painted lady from Czechoslovakia speaking in tongues cast a spell on me! She opened her jacket and showed me her t-shirt with the word "COP" on it. Her pimp pointed to me, and she tried to summon me into the alley for sex, but some guy in his 60s sped past me on his motorscooter yelling "5 bucks!"

But I was more fascinated with the blisters on my feet I got from walking for a total of 6 hours.

Oh ya! I also got an iPod for Christmas.

ok what the fuck is the purpose of this thread..that u like homeless?

You should take a walk in downtown San Diego ..or hell try Ocean Beach by the pier. People there would make your painted lady look like Mother Terresa.

I worked at as Hospital Emergency Room Security in San Diego. One crazy guy they brought in went between crying his eyes out in self hate to singing "Whats up Pussy cat". Off and on for a few hrs he did this.

The human mind ...both amazing and scarier than hell to me.