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Originally Posted by God-Himself
i lol'd. ^^^^^
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Your an upperclass tippy wanna be who calls the cops the moment things get a little heated. If you was even remotely anything like the person you claim to be you would of either A Handled that shit yourself with the help of a little handy back up or B kept it moving. But you didn't. You SNITCHED. because your a wanna be who reverts back to his upperclass roots when shit kicks off. Believe it or not POB. I've been in your situation before. Only difference was I wasn't at home when my house got robbed. I was at school. Last year of high school. Think I was 15. I came home around 4:15 to find my front door was open. I new no 1 was supposed to be home as my old man was at work and he was single at the time. I went in the house mad quietly. Won't lie I was bridling it. But I went in. Got into the kitchen pulled out the biggest knife I could find in the draw and checked the house. Luckily nobody was still in the house. I got on the phone to my old man. He came home we started knocking on our neighbours doors. As it happens next door to the right of us they seen a red Sherpa van outside. Naturally they thought nothing of it. Workers or w.e. Anywhooooo. Later that night we had to go to my old mans exs house and whadda us know? Parked right outside is a . Red Sherpa van. We talk to her like we had to played oblivious . Drove round the block. Parked up waited for w.e it was to get in and drive of. He did. We followed him home. Took the mental note. Drove off . met up with 1 of my dads boys like he was going to do anyway. They got drunk. Friday night and all that. Lol went to a grave yard. Stole a reef. Went to the guys house at like 3 in the noting slit all his tires and left the reef on his front wind shield. Lol left it for a coulple of days . This guy didn't know my old man but we were known around the area he lived. Old man had already been in the local pub and word got back to the guy that he robbed the wrong guy. So with that and the mystery reef I'm and his boys was absolutely shitting themselves . So after letting it stew a while. Myself my old man and 1 of my boys went back in the local pub . Got a few boys from in there. And these guys are rough as fuck lol there was like 6 or 7 of us. Knocked on his door. This bird answers the door and she looked minting lol a proper crack head. Skinny as fuck in a shitty stained nighty. She starts getting loud n shit so this big lint we was with just straight up head butted her she fell like a sack of shot lol. We went in the house she had 3 kids 1 of em took em into the back room so they didn't have too see what was going one with the kids out the way we found the guy and 2 of his boys hiding in the attic. And this fuckers Wearing my dads shoes lmfaooo. Cut a VERY long story short . We kicked the living shit out of em. Got mine and my old mans stuff loaded it up and fucked off. Happy days. Now. That's just 1 of many stories I have. Because I have and still do to a minor degree live that life. I mix with all sorts of people. People who would clown the shit out of your Pob looking face and you'd just sit there and take it like a good little privileged preppy bitch. You turn to the police when shit gets on too even tho u was supposed to be a dealer and fammilier with crims. Fuck outta here lmao. Your nothing but a poser
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