When I 1st moved to Boston-
I met this white chick off Facebook or Blackplanet (cant remember)
She lived out in Worcester, MA
So she wants me to spend the weekend with her
she came to Brighton to pick me up Friday and bought me to her crib and the next day we were going to Maine to pickup her daughter from her parents
So friday night we at her crib and get to fukking and i hear a noise outside- She says " that my be my husband spying on me"
Idamm near shyt myself cause she didnt tell me she was married
Turns out she was seperated and living in the house he bought
well it tuned out not to be him but the neighbor's dog
I was pissed that she didnt tell me about her husband so Saturday morning I told her to take me home.
She begged me to go to Maine with her and like a sucker i did
So we pick up her daughter and her father is mean mugging me and shyt and we finally bounce
When we made it to the New Hampshire/MA border her car fukking dies
on the highway directly across a biker bar with the biggest Rebel flag i have ever seen
She calls AAA and the tow truck comes and this cac dude is looking all aggy
he hooks up the truck and when ole girl and her daughter gets in and I get in he says that state law requires there to be no more than 3 passengers in the tow truck
The cac made that dumb shyt up and ole girl was going along with it
So i ask her "damm so you just gone leave me on the highway like this?"
She said "sorry" and they straight left me
nikka I moved from Louisiana to Boston less than a week before that and knew no one
I had to walk 5 miles to the nearest gas station
then catch a cab to the bus stop
then take the bus to the closest train line
i was so mad i dam near cried brah
the bytch had the nerve to call me the next day and i cussed her ofay ass out
dawg while i was walking down the highway, some bikers from the bar would ride up and down flipping me off and callin me nikka
