BigJimsWornOutTires
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The bitch be say, "Yo, motherfucker, this shiet's gots to go, nigga!" I was Fortniting with other players and I think she got jealous because some of them were females. However, the night prior, I convinced her I would be looking for a job. But ugh, playa can't be working and shiet, nigga.
So I be, "Yo, hoe, I aints gots the time for this here, bitch ass nigga! I gots to finish my daily quests!"
And she be, "Oh, hell no, motherfucker! This hoe aints playing yo games, nigga! You gots to go!"
And I be, "Shiet, it ain't no thang but you best keep your fucking hands off my bling or pop-pop-pop, bitch!" I was referring to my gaming console and Taylor Swift bikini posters as I noticed her eyes gazing in that vicinity with contention.
So she be, "Pop pop pop, bitch? Oh, I pop yo broke ass nigga ass bitch!" She ran to the kitchen where her purse and gun were. I discovered at that point I messed up getting romantically involved with a violent gangster ghetto hoe. So I did what any real man would've done in that situation. I fell to my knees and begged for my life as she approached aiming the Glock at me.
"Please, LaShay LaShay Uganda Boo-Boo Williams baby! I be sorry." I manhandled her at that point.
"I said get yo broke nigga ass outs my crib, hear!" I observed her index finger unlatch the slide lock mechanism. Ugh. I realized then this love story has come to an end. And so I left...with my gaming console and Taylor Swift posters tightly by my side.
The End.
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So I be, "Yo, hoe, I aints gots the time for this here, bitch ass nigga! I gots to finish my daily quests!"
And she be, "Oh, hell no, motherfucker! This hoe aints playing yo games, nigga! You gots to go!"
And I be, "Shiet, it ain't no thang but you best keep your fucking hands off my bling or pop-pop-pop, bitch!" I was referring to my gaming console and Taylor Swift bikini posters as I noticed her eyes gazing in that vicinity with contention.
So she be, "Pop pop pop, bitch? Oh, I pop yo broke ass nigga ass bitch!" She ran to the kitchen where her purse and gun were. I discovered at that point I messed up getting romantically involved with a violent gangster ghetto hoe. So I did what any real man would've done in that situation. I fell to my knees and begged for my life as she approached aiming the Glock at me.
"Please, LaShay LaShay Uganda Boo-Boo Williams baby! I be sorry." I manhandled her at that point.
"I said get yo broke nigga ass outs my crib, hear!" I observed her index finger unlatch the slide lock mechanism. Ugh. I realized then this love story has come to an end. And so I left...with my gaming console and Taylor Swift posters tightly by my side.
The End.
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