Post by Ghosty on Mar 6, 2005 3:29:03 GMT -5
Well it was a day like any other old day in my (generally) quiet town. But I decided to use a little shortcut through a local parking lot while walking home alone late one night after ditching from a mate's party. The moon and stars were out but it was still pretty dark, and yeah it wasn't a real good idea to cut through that area but I wasn't really thinking at the time.
Anyhow more to the point while I was sulking along thinking back on a pretty poor day already I started to hear the soft patter of some footsteps behind me. I started speeding up a bit because I really just wanted to get home and into bed but the sound of footsteps increased and was catching up when out of the blue I hear the call of a guy going "yo man you there." I pause for a second and take a glance back just to confirm that its some big guy running up to me with a hood and not looking friendly. He gave me a little choice between just my cash or a beatdown and my money. I chose the option "Run Away",
Apparently its not as easy as in an RPG and the fast mofo caught up to me, challenging this time if I try to flee again he and some buddies would hunt me down because he knew where I lived. Doubting this I tested and that creep really did know my neighborhood. There seemed to be no choice now I really did have to give up my wallet (didn't I?) and as I was reaching down I let out a swift kick right to that bastards crotch and sprinted as fast as I could away. In the distance I heard him let out a little whimper (I mean really a hard shot to the groin would do that to anyone) crying out he'd pay me back like promised.
After I told my parents, my mom got scared, and said "You’re movin wit your auntie and uncle in Bel-air!" I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said 'FRESH' and it had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought "NAW FORGET IT, YO HOME TO BEL-AIR!"
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby "YO HOME SMELL YA LATER!" Looked at my kingdom I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
Anyhow more to the point while I was sulking along thinking back on a pretty poor day already I started to hear the soft patter of some footsteps behind me. I started speeding up a bit because I really just wanted to get home and into bed but the sound of footsteps increased and was catching up when out of the blue I hear the call of a guy going "yo man you there." I pause for a second and take a glance back just to confirm that its some big guy running up to me with a hood and not looking friendly. He gave me a little choice between just my cash or a beatdown and my money. I chose the option "Run Away",
Apparently its not as easy as in an RPG and the fast mofo caught up to me, challenging this time if I try to flee again he and some buddies would hunt me down because he knew where I lived. Doubting this I tested and that creep really did know my neighborhood. There seemed to be no choice now I really did have to give up my wallet (didn't I?) and as I was reaching down I let out a swift kick right to that bastards crotch and sprinted as fast as I could away. In the distance I heard him let out a little whimper (I mean really a hard shot to the groin would do that to anyone) crying out he'd pay me back like promised.
After I told my parents, my mom got scared, and said "You’re movin wit your auntie and uncle in Bel-air!" I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said 'FRESH' and it had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought "NAW FORGET IT, YO HOME TO BEL-AIR!"
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby "YO HOME SMELL YA LATER!" Looked at my kingdom I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
So was it true? Ghosty you must live in a ghetto-ass neighborhood ;D
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