Guess Where I Live.....?

A. London. I went to London once. I think I saw you there. It was raining men there...I was d. Not by one of the men, ironically, but by a fox. He was from London as well, so he had crooked teeth and pasty white skin. I went to tell the Queen of England, Prince Charles, but it wouldn't listen to me. It was her time of the month. I don't like him any more. One day while I was walking down the street, I spied a homeless person. Knowing that they were a lesser species, I skinned them and used their pelts to keep me warm in the rainy sixty degree weather. Of course, I did live in a house, but my heater wouldn't work for almost a week. I guess you're not supposed to burn rats in it. Anyway, the homeless person pelts really stunk up the house, so I burned it to the ground. Little did I know, I wouldn't have a house to live in. SO I BECAME A gypsy. The people of the town, they'd call me gypsies, tramps and thieves. Every night the men would come around...and lay their money down. So basically I turned to prostitution. Ironically, it was the same time my record didn't sell and I was dropped by my label...and, oh yeah, I contracted HIV. So, in the midst of my strife, I became a world champion competitive knitter. One time, I almost got beat by this old lady, Bobby McFerrin. And I was all "*****!" and she was all "Watchya doin bout it foo bag?!" and I was all "You best be watchin yo ***, Skank!" and she was all "Your hurtful comments make me question my uality." I then had a procedure to turn myself Asian. But a week later, I realized that an Asian killed my father, so I was a wee bit racist. That was an interesting year. So then I went back to being a sy black man with a catchphrase. I then went to rehab fo me addiction to seks (wink wink). That is when I started dating a black jewish, muslim, asian man. He was like W-O-W WOW!!!1!! :( But one day, he was all up in my grill. "You best check yo self fo you reck yo self! Eyez ain't be foolin Lie, aight?!" (oh yeahh, I'm Irish.) And he was all "***** you don't know me! You best be watchin yo self, o I be messin you up foo! Yo *** be dead, ya feel! I ain't just playin ya! Just cause I be killin yo father don't mean I ain't feelin you Caroline! I pop a cap in yo behind ho!!! Y'all best be trippin! Fo you ain't know nothing!!! You ain't know nothing bout me!! By the way, it really upsets me when you listen to that rapper. His language is obscene and he degrades women like myself." I just shrugged and looked away. Weeks later I found out that she was not a man, he was a horse, but he was not horse, he was a broomstick. I was sooprized. So I got a change, and now I am white. Then I became ROCKSTAR!! But only in the pacific north west. I had such singles as "Since when can black people eat in public?" "I thought all black men were named Toby..." "Fried chicken and Malt Liquor and black people...Watermelon" and "Hey Bubba, why ain't you in prison?" Oh by the way, I'm dating Celine Dion's Cousin. She threw my ugh boots out the window. And I was all "What I sposed to wear to the discotech now ! I go prick u *****!!!" And she was all "Kind sir, would you mind lowering your voice. BTW you have a brautworst in your eye..." and I said "Thank you for calling this to my attention." (the rat pelts would later be used to style a fashionable feather boa.) Later I returned to my home in India, to give the homeless person pelts backto the homeless people. I couldn't find them here or there, I couldn't find them anywhere. So I went to the police to discover what had happened. When I arrived, they said "I've been reviewing your records ma'am, and I don't like what I see." and I said "Review this record warden, and by record... I mean ." So I used the homeless person/rat pelts to build a makeshift teepee in Whales. By the way, my answer to your question is C. Atlanta.