Well Well Well
Lets get back on it brehs! This one is the "
The Chop Shop"
Lets take it back. . This happened the same summer that me and the fellows were Train Swag Surfing. Ya know. The story where the kid hung on to the train like a horsesass. Ended up in Ohio. I got hit with a shottie full of rock salt. And my Mongoose got stolen.
All that happened the first cotdam week of summer vacation. So I was on punishment literally the whole summer. Could not leave the porch.
Also a fun thing my mom liked to do was . . Sign us up for Summer School. Even though we were not failing anything. She said the extra schooling would do us some good.
That was some straight bullshyt. She wanted us out the house. So we would car pool with my homie and his mom in the mornings. And my dad or mom would pick us up. Wellll. My homies mom was fine as fukkkk!
Dark and pretty. Smelling like some tropical fruit early in the morning. I would get in the whip and I would be looking at her and be star struck. But I was always too shook to say anything. Finally one day she is like.
Dime - General. . When you get in my car I expect you to say Hello and good morning.
Me - Yes Maam.
Next morning. . We get in. I am fukkin tongue tied. . . .
Dime -
Now. . Next time you get in my car and dont speak. You will have to find a different way to school.
Me - yes maam.
Third morning. . She is looking in the back seat at me. I am too oblivious. I just honestly forgot. . She said. You are not riding with me no more after this. I am telling your dad.
Me