so taday wuz uh pimp-tight day even though ah jet ta werk late cuz ah lost muh ma fuckin keys dis here morning. ah felt really nice coming home from werk. ah beat brothas in da whole place as far as havin' da most surveys done per hour. sweet! yeea , ah page peeps on surveys all day. ah beat each an' everybody in da place. gimme props. ah played me some football yesterday. it wuz hella fun! it wuz aight even though ah didn't git ta jet out drinking wiff muh ma fuckin niggas. dey jet out an' ah had ta jet ta bed. boohoo. dat'swhy ah shall party hardy during da weekends. can ah git uh whooda whoop whoop! one fear dat ah do have: everything goes perfect an' well...dat it means somethin' bad iz going ta happen. ah guess dat iz da pessimist in me. otay buh-weet. don't make me pull mah gat! gaddam. ah werk wiff all deez gangsters. muh ma fuckin close nigga dere iz an ex-crip, mang. her brudda died at da age o' 17 gangbangn. half da crowd iz salad tosser an' nahh doubt, most o' us iz minorities. can ya say ghetto! peace out nigga an dat boil on mah ass. ! |
Unrated and scarcely edited personal accounts involving: memoirs, tokens of the subconscious, adventure, and splashes of imagination.
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