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nights on my balcony December 8, 2007

Posted by Mrm in balcony, kuwait, random.
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i love balconies. i would like to meet the person that doesnt enjoy balconies. then kill them

ilmohim, the past few weeks i have been spending a lot of nights outside on my balcony. even though i live adjacent to a ghetto neighborhood, the experience is very touristesque… thats not a real word, i made it up. but nice, no? what i mean by touristesque is that i feel i am far far away from where i really am…much like a tourist residing in a different world.

my balcony is quite entertaining… i would like to tell u the tales of some of the things i have witnessed and heard whilst on the balcony…balcony.

i heard a little boy get beat up by other little boys. i think it was a tribal thing. ahem.

i heard a bunch of girls and guys ( i guess relatives because i saw them leave a house together) leave a house. and i swear, i SWEAR i sensed a particular boy cousin and girl cousin had something for each other. seriously what i heard from the balcony, these two wanted to F each other. sexual tension was very clearly audible. its weird i know.

i heard squeaky noises, so i look and i saw a little boy riding his bicycle on the rims. no tires….on the rims ON THE RIMS. id expect this from like North Korea or Somalia or something but not in my neighborhood.

i think i witnessed an alcohol deal. i think.

i heard the song Umbrella by Rihanna at least twice from a [insert cool bimb ass yUkOn/cHaRGeR/iSKiLaDe/MoStInG GT] driving by, volume up, windows down. ghettolicious.

heard a baby crying on and off for around 20 minutes. i looked around i saw no baby and no sign of people. i might be a bit paranoid but i think someone just left their baby in some bushes or by the trash or something. i would feel so guilty if i ever read in the news about a baby’s body being found somewhere in my area. tara walla this shit happens sometimes…do u not watch ramadan kuwaiti soap operas?

heard car alarms go off. its beginning to sound like lebanon at night.

…i have only been using my balcony for two weeks. fucking ghetto.

and now for some random ass fun!

countries i have used balconies:

Kuwait

Bahrain

KSA (does chinko chabra balcony count?)

Lebanon

France

Egypt

Morocco

Thailand

Dubai

wow…my list makes me sound like a very naughty dirty kuwaiti ‘business man’. (“ee 7abeebti, 3indi mo2tamar ib Faranca o Landan o ba3dain inshalla inshoflina btha3a ib Massr wil Maghreb. i7timal inmor Thailand, shereeki yabi yshofla ma9ani3 hnak. Diri balich 3al 3yal. (stupid bitch ha-ha!). Ma3asalama feman allah”)

and now for some very primitive balcony blueprints. but the guy/lady has 2 balconies overseeing the ocean. good for them.

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Comments»

1. Boocmarc - December 8, 2007

Lool! ur so random! illi may3arfich igool sakna in the ghettoist part of the country ..

2. chikapappi - December 8, 2007

Heheheee!!! Ai you nosey person! I don’t have one here bas I’d love to listen to what goes around >:)

3. suspic - December 8, 2007

You remind me of this old guy who sat at the balcony everyday for a year or so, I saw him when I got back home every day. I don’t see him anymore..perhaps he died..

The younger demographic is either taking a smoke in the cold or having long phone conversations.

And the bike on rims thing is old, usually seen with boys wearing dishdashas tucked in their ‘mkasar’.

4. N. - December 8, 2007

That’s so messed up. Balcony randomness.. yes… Here’s a little balcony story for you..

at the age of 12 we were in egypt in the 16th floor, we threw fireworks below “bomba” and we mistakenly hit a girl on the arm, she was taken the hospital.. we don’t know what happened after..

ok sad lol, but thats the most memorable balcony story I have

5. Chirp - December 9, 2007

LOL @ N’s story … god i remember doing stuff like that in egypt.

I like ur balcony the “talk” we had up there was good.


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