Apr 30, 2002 02:57
well i got my comp workin now an james was suposed to figure some shit out for the gathering but hes a lazy liar so he didnt do it. I havnt talked to him but james is like that. Dont matter its not for me cuz i know im going. Now i havnt ben online cuz i think thursdaymy comp crashed. I lost everything, all my fucking mp3s all my precious viruses (haha yeah right) my lyrics (fucking bitch) beats, pictures, phone numbers, notes, programs, and other shit ill bitch about later. Now uh lets see friday got bugged by the cops cuz james was yelling shit like "HERPIES DANANANA HERPIES DANANA HERPIES HERPIES HERPIES GONERIA GONERIA GONERIA" and PSYCHO and id yell pathic, i just told the cops it was all james, no need to get everyone in trouble, and you know the cops just scared the shit outa me, i was crying cuz they were being mean saying stuff like "get your hands outa your pockets". Naturally James pulled out a gun but thats another story. Now what i want to know is why the fuck did they make my little brother go put this magnet on some truck if he says he found it on the street? And what i wanna know more is why derin said "ah fuck uhm fuck" when the cop asked him, i mean you could tell he was thinking, how long does it take to think up "i found it on the street", and why wouldnt he have thought up an excuse when he saw the cops turning? Shit was pretty funny, heres how the convo went.
Cop: Where'd you get that sign?
Derin: Uh fuck... uhm fuckin.. i found it
And then it wasnt funny cuz Derins stupidity just wasnt funny after hte cop told him not to swear. The Cops just took our names and stupid shit trying to scare us, I was blaming shit on James and Derin, James blamed it on Derin then took a little responsability for it. I was inocent cuz I could easily blame the yelling on James. I might as well give a lil convo with the cop so you can get the picture.
Cop: Did he take your information yet?
Me: Nope
Cop: So why were you yelling?
Me: I wasnt that was this guy *points at James*
Cop: Do you know what time it is?
Me: Nah what time is it?
Cop: Its a little over 9
Me: wow i thought it was closer to 8
Cop: That dont matter, what is it right now?
Me: Dark
Cop: What do people do at this time
Me: (Wish there wasnt cops so they could yell around outside) uh sleep?
Pig: Thats right, dont you think its stupid to yell around when people are trying to sleep?
Me: I wasnt yelling
Pig: Your friend was
Me: Yeah
Pig: Dont you think you shoulda maybe told him to stop
Me: (nope i cant go to jail cuz i was around someone yelling) Yeah
And thats all i can remember some of that is off but you still get the picture. So anyway back to the story. So now i forgot what i was talking about. So i got home and sbyeas an kachief were sitting there baked eating patato chips and my dads friend was working on the computer. So im sitting there thinking "damn why doesnt this bald prick stop asking me questions i could give a fuck about" and after an hour of bullshit he left my dad went upstairs and me an sbyeas played a little 007. Kachief had some bud but wanted to save it, so i woke up the next morning and they were rolling a blunt but i figured i might as well lay in bed till they were finished, so i sat in bed listening to redman (man that guy has way too many fuckin skits). So after fifteen minutes of laying in bed i went out there an smoked a little bit of that blunt and like five minutes after we were done brian came downstairs and i was smoken a cig so i knew he wouldnt of known that was a blunt, so i layed down just incase he was gonna ask me to help him with something. So i layed in my room smoked some bud wrote some lyrics drank some dew. Then after a half an hour of that went out there layed on the couch an fell asleep, i woke up at like six and kachief was just leaving. BLAH BLAH BLAH sunday apears me an sbyeas watched shockumentary an sbyeas was tellin me about how he wants to go to the gathering an shit an im like coo cuz sbyeas an james are the ninjas i wanted to bring along (plus some bitches but im sure enough bitches will be there). Were going to spit some of our shit up on that stage an rock that bitch like a car when fat albert hops in the back. Yada yada yada i wrote some lyrics and me an sbyeas got some shit planned the end