Another Day, Another Fight..

[How Sway?]

you need to hook up with @TheodoreBrehIII. he'll hook you up with legal consulting in case you need it. Cause from the looks of it something might go down

 

[Ooh Marty]

dude was some old cat from around the way who said he'd see me taking the bus. i ended up running into him at some bar, and he recognized me. he sat next to me and tried some funny shyt, talking about "you look the same."

but that was back when i dealing with some legal shyt. i no longer have that worry. and i'm feeling real eager to let loose on cacs. if that fakkit ever tried that again, he's getting thrown across the bar.

Ole "The way my bytchassness is set up" ass nikka!

 

[kermit da hustla]

this story sucks u suck ur thread sucks ur life sucks

 

[kermit da hustla]

aint you white urself? seems like u got sum self hating issues fix urself up you lookin like a baffoon.

black. my mom is half-white, but i'm all black.

 

[Demon]

You half breed cac c00n, shut the fukk up, you are not black

just shut the fukk up fakkit...off yourself. 33 years old, saying drug dealers are political prisoners, and bytching about not being able to do shyt because of a record?

your life must really suck.

33 and broke

your pathetic ducktales reek of fakkitry, you confused half breed

 

[kermit da hustla]

You half breed cac c00n, shut the fukk up, you are not black

just shut the fukk up fakkit...off yourself. 33 years old, saying drug dealers are political prisoners, and bytching about not being able to do shyt because of a record?

your life must really suck.

33 and broke

your pathetic ducktales reek of fakkitry, you confused half breed

shut up, cac. lol @ me being broke. stop projecting your failures.

 

[BuyandSave]

I love this guy's threads. The trolling is so subtle yet so effective

 

[Sierra Mist]

YOu gotta grow up breh.

 

[Momentum]

Should I trademark RIP Kermit now or after one of the 2nd Amendment Cacs give you that work?

 

[CouldntBeMeTho]

 

[Ineedmoney504]

lmao i forgot this faggit let a old cac play ass grab wit him in a club twice, but now he somehow knocking out cacs

fukk outta here, u aint black bytch

 

[Da King]

so, yall probably know i let an old cac have a taste of my fist yesterday afternoon. well, cacs come in all ages, and a young junkie ass cac tried to step to me about an hour ago in the restroom of restaurant. i went in there to take a piss, and the door is locked. i knocked, wondering if anyone was in there, and somebody responded, "just a minute."

cool, i'm not impatient, nor was i busting at the balls with urine. i could wait a few minutes. i'm on my iphone, playing angry birds, when i look at the clock and notice 6 minutes had already passed. i knock again, receiving the very same response.

"just a minute."



i motioned for one of the waitresses, and she came to ask me what the problem was. i told her i've been waiting almost ten minutes to use the bathroom. she knocked on the door and she was met with the same reply i got. she says, "just give him a minute. might have a bowel problem."

now, i'm thinking

anyway, 2 minutes pass when this old cac walks up and asks if i'm in line. i nod, and we wait a little more. he then asked me how long i've been waiting. i said for about 15 minutes.

he gave me the

again, i wasn't in a rush, and i was immersed in my angry birds game. this old cac starts slamming on the door, yelling "get the fukk out of there junkie!" he tells me that "junkies" come in there around this time, when there's little business, to shoot up and chill on the toilet.

i'm like

the manager - an indian cat - hears us, and he comes over to ask what's up. we tell him the deal and he begins knocking on the door. same fukking response. "just a minute!"

manager begins screaming, "get out or you won't come back in here," his deep indian accent making it hilarious. the guy says, "wait a minute!"

manager walks away, and the old cac screams "fukking junkie!"

i'm getting pissed. i've been waiting for 20 minutes. i start banging, telling him to "get the fukk out there." i hear someone getting up, and the door opens. this young, eminem-looking cac says, "what?"

we're all like

he gets in my face and says, "what's your problem?" i said, "you know what my fukking problem is." now, i'm hesitant to get into a beef with dude, because he's probably using needles and i'm not trying to risk catching anything. but he walks by me and tries to push me out of the way.

just like yesterday, i'm thinking but i'm cool. i know old cac is waiting, and i need to use the bathroom. i go in for a minute, take a piss, and come out. i'm walking outside, and dude is there with some cracked out looking bytch - probably his girl - smoking a cig. he smirks at me, as if he got one over on me.

i should have let this go, but i walk past him and hit the side of his head. unlike yesterday, i made sure not to go for the mouth, because i didn't want to cut open any skin with this junkie fakkit. that cac fell as fast the cigarette that left his mouth. his girl starts screaming and trying to hit me. i took off and just kept it moving, though i could hear her screams fading in the back.



two days in a row, i've had to put a cac in his place. i'm almost looking forward to what happens tomorrow.