Later when I asked him what the fukk?? He told me he thought the signal was to swim to the boat coming for us.
I literally looked at him with the Tyrone Biggums face.
nikka you know damn well I cant swim!!! He was
Well when I punched fat faq I actually caught him off guard. He stumbled back and fell on his ass. The other fakkit was much more prepared. .
As I was recovering from my punch he calmy stepped up and punched me in my exposed armpit. .
THAT shyt HURT. I Dropped to my knees AND I WAS CLUTCHING MY ARM! Meanwhile fat fakkit had scrambled to his feet and was hovering over me. Only thing I kept thinking was. . please please do not do the whip it out strategy on me.
I go to stand back up and the fat fakkit pushes me back down while the og fakkit asks me what my friends name is and when is he coming back..
Im thinking hard about that water. . .
I cant swim but it seem that I would rather swallow sea water than swallowing dikk.
I ignore them and stand up and they are crowding me. The fat fakkit was licking his lipstick stained lips saying he likes em feisty.
Then I hear the boat pulling up and my homie yelling for them to get away!
The two fags look at me and the fat one says I will see you again soon chocolate.
and they saunter away as the boat pulls up.
I was shaking brehs. .