We called a taxi and all four of us piled in the back. We told the cabbie to take us to a spot about a block away. We're all drinking 40's and laughing and then we get to the spot. The cabbie stop the car and my boy Rampage rabbit punches the guy in the back of the head and we all open the doors to run out. Rampage punches him a few more times and the two of us bolt out of the cab. We take off after the other two guys, the cabbie yelling at us to stop as he talks on his cell and the CB. 10 minutes later we are at the party getting our drink on. The party was dope.
I feel like shit thinking about it, but hey, the fucking raghead deserved it. Straight up. Coming to my country, taking our jobs and then blowing up our buildings and shit. I don't feel too guilty about it. Fuck them.
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your on of the reasons i'm ashamed of my own country.
what goes around, come around, its called karma. Be prepared.
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