So, Day2 (Damien a.k.a. Day Day) and Jon were playing ping pong in my house and Jon won a few points in a row so he started getting mad cocky and talking shit (even more than usual).
"Yo, son, I thought you was sweet! You can't see me, nigga!"
"Fuck 'yo little Filipino ass. Talkin' shit like you a nigga."
"Nigga, fuck you, how you gonna get mad now after I been saying 'nigga' all your life!?"
"I'm not mad you sayin' it, I'm mad you talking shit wrong."
"Yeah, then show me some real 'nigga talk!'"
Day2
Meanwhile John stands in his place and screams, "Look, son I'm still up. Pick up your shit and swing that so I can finish waxing your punk ass."
Day2
Anyways, predictably more shit was spoken and they fought outside the house. No one was hurt and they ended up hugging in the end and returning into my house to eat Honey Nut Cheerios together while watching the Tennis Channel.
Again, I love coming home.

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