johnny7point0, I didnt want the fist thing out of my fingers to you to be, "Dude, you live in Slumerville?" So, I opted for the Massachusetts way.
North of Boston scares me. Everytime I go there somebody on the corner always asks if I have any money.
This one time while getting lost in Roxbury, with no doors or top, this chick was all like "Girl, your lookin' fly in that Jeep, damn you must have a good man to buy you that. Girl, where are your girlfriends you need a friend to sit in that Jeep with you." Let me tell you I am the whitest white girl you will ever meet. I grew up in the suburbs, and havent left, so I have not much expierence with inner city folk. Anyways, after she told me how much she loved the Jeep, and all the while I'm thinking she going to hop in and push me out. She asked if I had $5, I was like "NO." Then she was like do you have $10, I was like "NO." So I offered her all my change, pennies and all, she took it.
Nonetheless, I try to keep me and Jeep out the city as much as possible. I'll stay in Marshfield, where the most I get is "Girl, you need to wash that Jeep!"
Oh, and just for the record, I bought the Jeep with my own money! Independant, I am.
You can call me Laura, most do.