I was standing in line at the Compton court house and some demons in the line were eyeing my Guess watch. A dark skinned individual of African descent was telling his light skinned ally that he was going to "blow my head off" and take my watch. This made me a bit nervous because obviously i like breathing but then i thought. Hey wait, im in line AT the court house. What can these guys really do to me, I know Brazillian Jiujitsu. Still, this declaration stuck a nerve in me but being the rebel i am, i decided to test my courage. I put the arm that had the watch on it to my side and i shook my wrist back and forth like, come and get it. The guy directly behidn me thought i was shook and looked at me to see if i was phased by the provocations of the demon. I was unphased and looked at him like
but its possible that my hand was shaking from Butterflies like Michael Jackson.
I got to a point where i thought, you know what, im not going to live in fear. Im not going to let some demon send me home feeling demoralized and crushed so you know what i did. You know what i did friends? When the line started moving i squatted down and began tying my shoe. When that demon got next to me i stood up and asked him the time. He told me.
I then retook my spot in line and kept it moving into the court house.
When my court proceedings were finished and i left and went to my parking spot under the court i was kinda nervous though.
Its so demonic, friends.