Just left Gamestop..them nikkas was trippin
Me: (walks into the gamestop with the and waves at the store manager)
manager:
Me: (walks up to the front count) sir, give me one ps4 please.
Manager: you said a PS4?
Me: yea
Manager: dusty ass nikka, up ya money and cop dat ps5
Me: im saving up, for now just let me get a ps4
Manager: Hold on young breh, ill be right back... (kneels down under the counter and makes a phone call) (whispering) YO montrell, we got a goofy nikka in here trying to cop a ps4i told the lil nikka to up his bag and get a ps5..he broke
Me: Sir, i can hear you
Manager: (raises up and puts away his phone) (lifts up shirt and flashes a pistol) we aint got no ps4's lil nikka...STRIP NIKKA STRIP (starts firing at my feet)
Me: (taking off clothes) HAAALLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPP
Manager: STOP SCREAMING PUSS ASS NIKKA ...sit yo ass on da floor indian style and wait for me to come back...
Me: yes sir (sits down and crosses legs)
im sittin on the floor for like 20 mins smh...then i hear some commotion in the storage room so i get up and put my ear to the door, i hear moaning and banging so i crack open the door and the manager got his gun to a light skin baddies head while he blowing her back out up against some final fantasy cut outs..this nikka clicking the trigger wit it to her head while she callin him daddy ...aint even gone lie, i was watching on HARD...
Manager: (turns head and sees me watching) PERVERT ASS NIKKA U A VIRGIN CLOSE DA DOOR. (his girl starts screaming and starts covering up)
Me i run back to the middle of the floor and sit back down indian style)
Manager: (walks outta storage room with 2 nines, clicking em together like denzel in training day) nikka didnt i tell u to stay seated? see, now i gotta killl u
Me: Mr. please, chill out. I just wanted a ps4
Manager: (walks over to me and points both guns at my head) Make peace wit yo God before u die nikka
next thing i know my mom drives our van through the front of the building...
Mom: (rolls down window) BABY GET YO DUMB AZZ IN THIS CAR NOWWWWWWWWWWW (The manager pinned underneath the van with the ...i walk over to him and kick him in the head)
Manager: damn cousin, why u kick me?
Me: WE NOT COUSINS, WE NOTHING, YOU AINT NOTHING BUT DIRT (kicks him again in the head)
Manager: BREH CHILL U GONE BUST MY MELON TO DA WHITE MEAT CUZ
Me: sir, where are you ps4's?
right before the manager can respond my mom hits the reverse and the managers pants leg gets caught in the wheel well..the tire is burning all the flesh off both his legs.
Manager: MAAM..MAAM MY LEGS ARE ON FIRE MAM
Moms: (leans head out her window) what u say baybay? boy, why you on the ground, get up
Manager: MAM U ON MY LEGS..
ME: IM GONNA ASK YOU ONE MORE TIME SIR, WHERE ARE YOUR PS4'S?
Manager: YALL NEGROES IS DEMONS..THEY IN THE STORAGE ROOM, THE CODE IS 3,4,1,1..JUST TAKE ONE AND LEAVE PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS RIGHTEOUS
Me: (puts in the door code and walks into the room, his girl is sitting on the floor masturbating wit the ) excuse me, ima just grab a ps4 and leave
managers girl: PLEASE, DIG ME OUT FIRST.
Me: (unzips pants and starts hitting missionary, next thing i know the door creeks open and i make eye contact with the manager whos under moms car getting his legs shredded)
Manager: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO....MONICAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Monica makes eye contact with her bf and hits the as we both nut together..
i take 3 ps4's and leave wit moms...we just left her van on top of him and dipped
Me: (walks into the gamestop with the and waves at the store manager)
manager:
Me: (walks up to the front count) sir, give me one ps4 please.
Manager: you said a PS4?
Me: yea
Manager: dusty ass nikka, up ya money and cop dat ps5
Me: im saving up, for now just let me get a ps4
Manager: Hold on young breh, ill be right back... (kneels down under the counter and makes a phone call) (whispering) YO montrell, we got a goofy nikka in here trying to cop a ps4i told the lil nikka to up his bag and get a ps5..he broke
Me: Sir, i can hear you
Manager: (raises up and puts away his phone) (lifts up shirt and flashes a pistol) we aint got no ps4's lil nikka...STRIP NIKKA STRIP (starts firing at my feet)
Me: (taking off clothes) HAAALLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPP
Manager: STOP SCREAMING PUSS ASS NIKKA ...sit yo ass on da floor indian style and wait for me to come back...
Me: yes sir (sits down and crosses legs)
im sittin on the floor for like 20 mins smh...then i hear some commotion in the storage room so i get up and put my ear to the door, i hear moaning and banging so i crack open the door and the manager got his gun to a light skin baddies head while he blowing her back out up against some final fantasy cut outs..this nikka clicking the trigger wit it to her head while she callin him daddy ...aint even gone lie, i was watching on HARD...
Manager: (turns head and sees me watching) PERVERT ASS NIKKA U A VIRGIN CLOSE DA DOOR. (his girl starts screaming and starts covering up)
Me i run back to the middle of the floor and sit back down indian style)
Manager: (walks outta storage room with 2 nines, clicking em together like denzel in training day) nikka didnt i tell u to stay seated? see, now i gotta killl u
Me: Mr. please, chill out. I just wanted a ps4
Manager: (walks over to me and points both guns at my head) Make peace wit yo God before u die nikka
next thing i know my mom drives our van through the front of the building...
Mom: (rolls down window) BABY GET YO DUMB AZZ IN THIS CAR NOWWWWWWWWWWW (The manager pinned underneath the van with the ...i walk over to him and kick him in the head)
Manager: damn cousin, why u kick me?
Me: WE NOT COUSINS, WE NOTHING, YOU AINT NOTHING BUT DIRT (kicks him again in the head)
Manager: BREH CHILL U GONE BUST MY MELON TO DA WHITE MEAT CUZ
Me: sir, where are you ps4's?
right before the manager can respond my mom hits the reverse and the managers pants leg gets caught in the wheel well..the tire is burning all the flesh off both his legs.
Manager: MAAM..MAAM MY LEGS ARE ON FIRE MAM
Moms: (leans head out her window) what u say baybay? boy, why you on the ground, get up
Manager: MAM U ON MY LEGS..
ME: IM GONNA ASK YOU ONE MORE TIME SIR, WHERE ARE YOUR PS4'S?
Manager: YALL NEGROES IS DEMONS..THEY IN THE STORAGE ROOM, THE CODE IS 3,4,1,1..JUST TAKE ONE AND LEAVE PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS RIGHTEOUS
Me: (puts in the door code and walks into the room, his girl is sitting on the floor masturbating wit the ) excuse me, ima just grab a ps4 and leave
managers girl: PLEASE, DIG ME OUT FIRST.
Me: (unzips pants and starts hitting missionary, next thing i know the door creeks open and i make eye contact with the manager whos under moms car getting his legs shredded)
Manager: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO....MONICAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Monica makes eye contact with her bf and hits the as we both nut together..
i take 3 ps4's and leave wit moms...we just left her van on top of him and dipped