*Names have been changed….a whole lot of them were mad ghetto anyhow…you almost certainly would not know the distinction…LMAO(This is an real pic of my Junior Large College. Jokingly, I mentioned, "I must mush her in the forehead and say PRAISE THE LAWD!" We ended up hysterical about the imagined that ultimately turned into a program. I walk forward of my good friends so I can do this forehead hit and operate. My pals and some of Dyisha's private crew laugh. We ongoing to stroll to class. So she was more like a "Check."We get to the Dean's Office environment and Dean Gluck was sitting there. FML! EXPELLED?! Damn. They are questioned and then my mom was known as. He was not gruff with me. There was a buzz previously close to the school that some shit was about to go down following college. comes and the final bell rings. They request me what happened in the Dean's Company and we laughed about what took place. I told her no. If Dyisha got some shit she wanna take care of she would have to catch up to me to do so. Now that she had an audience Barclay Voie was her stage at that instant. Possibly we combat or YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP. So she stepped up and was having all in my deal with pointing and shit. Now by ideal Dyisha could have swung on me…but flapping her gums was expending valuable energy she could have been utilizing to "combat."So now the crowd was encompassing us starting up to form a tight circle to get us to battle. I continued to wander essentially leaving her there to yap her fuckin head off.
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