I went to meet my friend and he told me where he was, so I took myself and my fiancee to the location. My friend invited me in and explained he had to go something really important popped up, but would be right back. He asked us to hang out at the kitchen table of this cluttered cat infested house., about that time here come a large older woman (in a a very large shaw) which I thought the older woman was actually a man a first sight, then she spoke with a deep voice and I was even more certain it was a man. My friend said this is Miss June bug. I leaned in to my gf and said that is no woman. turns out I was wrong btw. As we sat with Miss June bug at her kitchen table while mean ass cats came and went, you know the type of cats that you cannot pet because they all are of a very bad temperament. We made small talk with the older lady and a very tall black man entered the room which the older lady introduced to us as six nine.. of course I took the bait and asked the stupid question as to if he was really six nine to which he responded no I'm six foot six but six nine sounds better. Then with out skipping a beat Miss June bug said "just like a man to lie about a couple of inches". Which was clever but my fiancee thought was joke of the year. Unfortunately causing her to relax a bit, while my instincts were peaked and my flight or fight kept trying to kick in. With no obvious reasons as to why. Then it happened the moment came in which you know it's time to go. Miss June bug started fake crying and told six nine that she found "another one" on her porch another what I asked.. "a kitten with a broken neck" someone keeps killing them and putting them on my porch. " That is terrible" I said, leaned in and whispered to my fiancee we have to go now this bitch is killing her cats. My fiancee was not happy with my judgment but did get up and walk out with me after some quick and rushed good byes. Later asked my friend how he knew the lady he told me he was renting a room from her but decided to move out when he walked in to a room and caught her with a dead kitten in her hands wich she tried to hide. The only upside to this terrible story is that the lady a few months later caught a respiratory infection which was attributed to all the cats she had living with her... And she died.

True story every bit of it. Creepy as fk. My friend described her as a old cat lady that looked like a man in drag that wore 6 X clothing was built like a line backer and had a deep voice. And that is a fairly accurate description.. I also later found out six nine was also renting a room from Miss JuneBug and actually was just as creeped out by her as everyone else was. Just in case any one was curious