Tales From the Burbs......Part 1

Found myself counting down the seconds before a white girl ended up in the paper last night.....

.....it was fortunate that the old me wasn't around to send her there.

Take it from the top??? Why not. Got out the job early last night. Took a couple of my teammates home from the job considering I'm such a team player (and one of them is my connect) anyway, I'm used to leaving my car running because I'm about the in and out, plus I can see my car from the window easy. Anyway last night there was these two women standing outside when we pulled up, and for some reason (drunk off their ass) decided to hold a convo with us. Now I don't really feel like putting the dialogue, but just take any drunk girl you've seen whether on the internet, American Pie, or Friends, I don't fucking know just pick one and there you go. The convo didn't last very long put it that way. We ended up going in (car still running) and joked about them the whole time. Once inside, we were greeted by my man's girl (also white) who wanted to joke with us on the P.W.T outside. Anyway, we are talking shit and all of a sudden I notice the younger girl get into my car and start driving off. . . . .

.....I went outside with the quickness and the older woman (holding a beer in her hand) was all like "don't worry she's coming back, she's crazy (no shit)" and by the time I noticed the blinker on my car come on, my man's girl was fully dressed and outside and he sped around the corner ready to chase. While she came back homegirl was like (Thump, say the word and this bitch is on the curb) and at this time her (the drunk one) man came outside like "duuuuuuude don't trip, pleaaaaaase, she's sooooo fucking cocked (white word for drunk yall), and was cursing her in true drunk form, when she got out, I looked at my people's and then the shit hit me....the next ten minutes played in my head, but it wasn't a really good ending for any of us. That part of me where I just react and start to destroy shit, caused me to think this shit through, my anger turned into relief (I got my baby back didn't I?) no one had to get hurt (considering that the folks in this particular situation was drunk off their ass not only would us sober ones have fucked somebody up, but probobly a little more than we needed to dig me? As much as I would've liked to, shit would've been too easy, so I let it slide with a soft chuckle and a good talking to to the boyfriend, as far as she goes, there was nothing you could say to her that she was going to remember in the morning.....

and you wonder why I'm the way I am. Sheeit

I'm out yall be good
enjoy the dumb shit people do

daChamp

*K nice words there, question is, who are you talking to?
*T good job, you know we gotta talk