The General Mills Chronicles.

[General Mills]

I was behind the Black Angus. In a lil alley. I guess from time to time they threw shyt and piss back here and it was like a cotdam cesspool. The smell made me..

I ended up adding my vomit to the bad smell crock pot. I was crawling on my hands and knees cause I was banged up from the fall. THAT shyt HURT! I managed to crawl around to the front of the building.. One of the sailors from my division saw me. A country boy from Georgia. He looked like

Daryl was on the front porch stuffing copenhagen into his mouth.. He looks down and hears me moaning..

Me - ( can still barely talk from the fall. covered in shyt, piss, and vomit ) uggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh huhhhhhhhhheeehhhhhhhhhh!!

Darryl - ( acting as if he sees something like this everyday ) * spits copenhagen juice in the street * Hey General. You look like you got some shyt on your britches.

Me - ahhhhhghhhhhhhhhhhghhhhhh!! ( tries to get to my feet and I fall back down. ) Helpppp me brooooo

Daryl - * spits out more juice. then squints * Sure thing buddy. ( grabs my hand and pulls me up ) I hope your not planning on going in smelling a bulls ass. Durnnnnn. Dem ladies in there may not go for that.

At that point Hump and Pretty Boy come running out the front door. Skid to a stop and are looking at me like Right behind them come security for the Angus and some of the girls.

Hump starts out. Gen... What the hell?? Then security starts yapping in Spanish rapid fire. They are starting to look aggressive.

They are getting ready to snatch me up when DARRYL steps forward and starts speaking fluent perfect spanish. Even his accent was impeccable. He sounded like Jimmy Smits n shyt. He only paused to spit out dip juice. Then he reaches into his pocket and hands security 35 bucks and they go back inside....

Pretty Boy goes.... YOU KNOW SPANISH??? Darryl says that his mom is mexican!!!!!! He looks straight cac!!

 

[Golayitdown]

I was behind the Black Angus. In a lil alley. I guess from time to time they threw shyt and piss back here and it was like a cotdam cesspool. The smell made me..

I ended up adding my vomit to the bad smell crock pot. I was crawling on my hands and knees cause I was banged up from the fall. THAT shyt HURT! I managed to crawl around to the front of the building.. One of the sailors from my division saw me. A country boy from Georgia. He looked like

Daryl was on the front porch stuffing copenhagen into his mouth.. He looks down and hears me moaning..

Me - ( can still barely talk from the fall. covered in shyt, piss, and vomit ) uggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh huhhhhhhhhheeehhhhhhhhhh!!

Darryl - ( acting as if he sees something like this everyday ) * spits copenhagen juice in the street * Hey General. You look like you got some shyt on your britches.

Me - ahhhhhghhhhhhhhhhhghhhhhh!! ( tries to get to my feet and I fall back down. ) Helpppp me brooooo

Daryl - * spits out more juice. then squints * Sure thing buddy. ( grabs my hand and pulls me up ) I hope your not planning on going in smelling a bulls ass. Durnnnnn. Dem ladies in there may not go for that.

At that point Hump and Pretty Boy come running out the front door. Skid to a stop and are looking at me like Right behind them come security for the Angus and some of the girls.

Hump starts out. Gen... What the hell?? Then security starts yapping in Spanish rapid fire. They are starting to look aggressive.

They are getting ready to snatch me up when DARRYL steps forward and starts speaking fluent perfect spanish. Even his accent was impeccable. He sounded like Jimmy Smits n shyt. He only paused to spit out dip juice. Then he reaches into his pocket and hands security 35 bucks and they go back inside....

Pretty Boy goes.... YOU KNOW SPANISH??? Darryl says that his mom is mexican!!!!!! He looks straight cac!!

you look like you got some shyt on your britches

 

[Ice Cold]

Lmao general my Nikka jumping out windows like you're inspector gadget

 

[#StarkSet]

I always wondered if using a trash bag would help slow down ur fall from a second story window


Thanks

 

[Rigamortus]

The plan was to float down like a GI-Joe paratrooper. It did not work out like I envisioned....

 

[General Mills]

I always wondered if using a trash bag would help slow down ur fall from a second story window


Thanks nikka

Don't do it my dude. For some reason I fell like a cotdam rock.

 

[General Mills]

The fellas had a hard time finding a cab that would take my smelly ass. Finally we paid a guy in his pickup to take us back. I was sitting in the back of the truck while they were in the cab. I smelled truly disgusting.

Naturally the story spread about my swan dive from the second story of a brothel and soon my whole ship knew.

 

[Money Be Green]

This nikka jumped out a window with a trash bag thinking he was gone float to the ground

 

[yeahisaidit]

General, just &


You had a very active imagination as a child...

 

[beenz]

:deadkobe: @General Mills thinking he can parachute with a trash bag to safety in order to NOT pay the paltry sum of $25.

 

[Doctor Gonzo]

Darryl - ( acting as if he sees something like this everyday ) * spits copenhagen juice in the street * Hey General. You look like you got some shyt on your britches.

"britches" ole Huckleberry Finn muthafukka

Pretty Boy goes.... YOU KNOW SPANISH??? Darryl says that his mom is mexican!!!!!! He looks straight cac!!

 

[dennis roadman]

based darryl

that was like the ending of the first saw movie..but instead of

 

[AZBeauty]

LMFAO I love this thread.

 

[YaBishh]

General a Boss at takin these L's. You got a website yet? or a book deal?

 

[General Mills]

I promised Cheeky I would feed everyone. Hope yall enjoy! This one is ..

The WWF Belt Backlash.

I was a kid. A round 9-10. I grew up in the Burbs. shyt was wonderful. Just really started getting into wrestling. I was a HUGE WWF stan as were most of the neighborhood kids. One of the kids dads made a mock up ring in his backyard around their trampoline!!

Some bootleg shyt like this:

We were not doing no hardcore shyt. Just hella fun for all the kids. We would cut fake promos. Run into the ring. Bounce around and have fun.

Welll. One of the kids moms was a crafty bytch. She made her son his own belt on some Million Dollar Belt steeze. This cac comes prancing to the ring with this blinged out belt!

Talkinbout its his. In our eyes.. He did not earn it. We immediately made up wrestling brackets so we can decide who will fight for this belt. The winner of the bracket would have to face the Million Dollar Kid as he came to be known for the belt.

Now the Million Dollar Kid was on this whole idea. He thought he was just coming back there to stunt with it. He did not know he would be putting the belt on the line. I strong armed him and told him. We are giving you the ability to protect your title. If you lose then If you refuse to put up the belt then we will make sure you never wrestle in this neighborhood again.