DAMN IT FEELS GOOD TO BE A GANGSTA
Before I went to dinner, I put up an away message. An away message that said, "Damn if feels good to be a gangsta.. it really does" or something along the lines of that..
THE FORESHADOWING THERE WAS CRAZY.
went to dinner. Ate with Stef, Bernnnarrrrrdi, Cotter, his friend who didnt like us Lindsay, Oz, Megan, and of course me.
Afterwards, Lindsay who didnt like us and Oz went off on their own for their own reasons, adn the rest of us went to the park.
On the way there, we found something that was our downfall. Cotter had Cigarettes!! So Bernardi, Stef and I divided them up. Bernardi wasted all his 40 cigettes by shoving them up his nose nad in his ears.. but stef and i found something.
The cigerattes changed us. They made us into.. into... GANGSTAS. And dude, i'm talking gangsta.. you know how Fiddy Cent got shot 9 times? Well I shot him twice and stef kicked him in teh balls afterwards each time!!
(the truth: never happened)
On the way to the park, some Midget Undercover cop tried to fuck with stef and I!!! So we crossed the street, then heard a yell. We turned around and saw the midget cop layin on the groud. So, like tru thugs, we went back, I mockingly asked, "You ok Coppie?!?!" He shook his head yes and tried to pull a move and arrest us!! But luckily Stef was on her game. She said, "FUCKAH!!!" And shoved him down!! We grabbed his little Midget cop hat and RAN!!! Now see, before I continue the story of Midget Cop, you gots ta understand. Tru Gangstas have bitches. And out Bitch was cotter. We said, "HOLLA COTTA!!" and he would say, "I love my friends for a reason.. I know I do.. I just don't remember what." And we told him it was cause we smoke. Duh.
Anyway, our bitch, Cotter, felt "bad" for the midget cop. So he begged and begged for us to give it back. so he took midget cops hat and ran and put it back on midget cops territory!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!?
Commencement of Operation Kill Baco Boy (he's a vegetarian, there for we said Baco instead of Bacon), in which, we killed Baco boy.
See, a tru gangsta knows that you keep your dawgs close, and your enemies closer. So we kept him really close. Like.. REALLY close.
(true story: A Little boy thought we were cool and ran after us, only to fall. I felt bad, we all felt bad. We went over to go check on him. He went back to his mom. On the way home, we saw his hat, stef picked it up, we ran with it. When we realized even Bernardi felt bad about stealing it, we decided to let Cotter put it back)
All in all, Damn it DOES feel good to be a gangsta. We got street cred, I shot Biggie, Stef ripped off Cotter's shirt, and stuff like that.
(true story: We are the whitest white girls in west chester)
fun times fun times. I know there were more gangsta stories.. we told a lot while everyone ignored us.. i just.. can't...remember.
man just imagine what would have happened if we LIT the cigarettes.
THE FORESHADOWING THERE WAS CRAZY.
went to dinner. Ate with Stef, Bernnnarrrrrdi, Cotter, his friend who didnt like us Lindsay, Oz, Megan, and of course me.
Afterwards, Lindsay who didnt like us and Oz went off on their own for their own reasons, adn the rest of us went to the park.
On the way there, we found something that was our downfall. Cotter had Cigarettes!! So Bernardi, Stef and I divided them up. Bernardi wasted all his 40 cigettes by shoving them up his nose nad in his ears.. but stef and i found something.
The cigerattes changed us. They made us into.. into... GANGSTAS. And dude, i'm talking gangsta.. you know how Fiddy Cent got shot 9 times? Well I shot him twice and stef kicked him in teh balls afterwards each time!!
(the truth: never happened)
On the way to the park, some Midget Undercover cop tried to fuck with stef and I!!! So we crossed the street, then heard a yell. We turned around and saw the midget cop layin on the groud. So, like tru thugs, we went back, I mockingly asked, "You ok Coppie?!?!" He shook his head yes and tried to pull a move and arrest us!! But luckily Stef was on her game. She said, "FUCKAH!!!" And shoved him down!! We grabbed his little Midget cop hat and RAN!!! Now see, before I continue the story of Midget Cop, you gots ta understand. Tru Gangstas have bitches. And out Bitch was cotter. We said, "HOLLA COTTA!!" and he would say, "I love my friends for a reason.. I know I do.. I just don't remember what." And we told him it was cause we smoke. Duh.
Anyway, our bitch, Cotter, felt "bad" for the midget cop. So he begged and begged for us to give it back. so he took midget cops hat and ran and put it back on midget cops territory!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!?
Commencement of Operation Kill Baco Boy (he's a vegetarian, there for we said Baco instead of Bacon), in which, we killed Baco boy.
See, a tru gangsta knows that you keep your dawgs close, and your enemies closer. So we kept him really close. Like.. REALLY close.
(true story: A Little boy thought we were cool and ran after us, only to fall. I felt bad, we all felt bad. We went over to go check on him. He went back to his mom. On the way home, we saw his hat, stef picked it up, we ran with it. When we realized even Bernardi felt bad about stealing it, we decided to let Cotter put it back)
All in all, Damn it DOES feel good to be a gangsta. We got street cred, I shot Biggie, Stef ripped off Cotter's shirt, and stuff like that.
(true story: We are the whitest white girls in west chester)
fun times fun times. I know there were more gangsta stories.. we told a lot while everyone ignored us.. i just.. can't...remember.
man just imagine what would have happened if we LIT the cigarettes.