Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2022 3:39:10 GMT -5
oh s**t
i take a rip from betty white as the skunk and funk feels good to my lungs. i've had my seasoned bong since high school
Lol high school
betty white is the name of my bong, by the way. rest in power queen
i'm sitting on the old, brown couch in the middle of my crib, a pizza box or two on the floor. i have so many bottle caps on my floor that I’d be considered a rich man in the fallout universe. i exhale and watch as the smoke forms shapes like circles and squares. it’s a skill i have.
i take another hit of betty white and man, it tastes good. it’s a special strain of hydro that i get from my boy that has frakenberry infused into it so it tastes and smells like cereal
the speckle on my ceiling is getting closer and closer. what the hell? am i floating? i look at my flat screen tv to see paul walker and tyrese smiling at me. f**k, I miss paul walker. before i know it, i hear cars revving followed by pump, p-p-pump p-p-pump it up by joe budden
i can't remember if there were four pumps or three
“crazy ass white boy!”
what?
motherf**kng brian o'connor and roman pearce are at my crib!
pump, p-p-pump p-p-pump it up
i still can't remember if there were four pumps or three
“holy s**t.." i’m high as a giraffe right now and f**kng brian and roman are at my crib. roman takes a seat on the hot couch and puts his arm around me. “what's up, bro?”
"nice shirt, bilkins" brian says to me as he points out my team barracuda shirt. he sits next to me so i'm in the middle, brian o'connor to my right, roman pearce to my left
“uhh…not much….roman” i say, making direct eye contact with the man. “we heard that you’re a big fan of our movie…” roman asks. “umm…yeah dawg, it’s my favorite movie of all-time” roman laughs. very loudly just like he does in the movie only this is not a movie. this is real life.
i look over and see brian smiling at me before he turns and looks at the window.
"he did the stare and drive on you, didn't he?" that's the line from the movie but this is real life so i don't know what to say or think. "he got that from me." i say, finishing the line.
roman laughs again. i turn over and look at paul walker, "how hard was it for you to drive without looking in that scene with monica. damn, she is so hot"
"hey man, you know why we're right?" roman asks me before brian can answer. i just shake my head and take another hit from the bong.
roman laughs again. he does that a lot for those who haven't watched the rest of the series.
"we're here to give you a pep talk. you have a match coming up."
i can't believe it. how do brian o'connor and roman pearce know about my match?
"you're going to go in there and whoop that ass, you hear me?" i just bop my head to the beat of act a fool by ludacris. "wfwf, y'all ain't ready homeboy! y'all ain't ready for big bad karate steve!"
i like how that sounds, tbh. because i am quite the bad motherf**ker. i'm the king of underground fights. 100 wins. zero losses. "this poison guy doesn't know what he is getting into with me. i'm going to show up, knock his ass out and leave. poison will be street fight #101. i'm not here in the wfwf to wrestle. i'm here to fight."
roman laughs again.
"how do ya like them apples?" brian says for the first time since they came to my crib. "you ready for this?" he asks me again. "come on, man. he was made for this, bro."
roman pats me on the back as the two men stand up. "wait, you're leaving?" i ask.
"yeah man, the movie is about to restart" roman says which causes me to look at my tv. the end credits have ended and now, we're back on the main menu for the dvd. i fistbump brian and roman as they sit up from the hot couch. they start walking towards the tv until they disappear into thin air. once they are gone, the movie starts playing again from the very beginning.
oh s**t. what a trip.
i take a rip from betty white as the skunk and funk feels good to my lungs. i've had my seasoned bong since high school
Lol high school
betty white is the name of my bong, by the way. rest in power queen
i'm sitting on the old, brown couch in the middle of my crib, a pizza box or two on the floor. i have so many bottle caps on my floor that I’d be considered a rich man in the fallout universe. i exhale and watch as the smoke forms shapes like circles and squares. it’s a skill i have.
i take another hit of betty white and man, it tastes good. it’s a special strain of hydro that i get from my boy that has frakenberry infused into it so it tastes and smells like cereal
the speckle on my ceiling is getting closer and closer. what the hell? am i floating? i look at my flat screen tv to see paul walker and tyrese smiling at me. f**k, I miss paul walker. before i know it, i hear cars revving followed by pump, p-p-pump p-p-pump it up by joe budden
i can't remember if there were four pumps or three
“crazy ass white boy!”
what?
motherf**kng brian o'connor and roman pearce are at my crib!
pump, p-p-pump p-p-pump it up
i still can't remember if there were four pumps or three
“holy s**t.." i’m high as a giraffe right now and f**kng brian and roman are at my crib. roman takes a seat on the hot couch and puts his arm around me. “what's up, bro?”
"nice shirt, bilkins" brian says to me as he points out my team barracuda shirt. he sits next to me so i'm in the middle, brian o'connor to my right, roman pearce to my left
“uhh…not much….roman” i say, making direct eye contact with the man. “we heard that you’re a big fan of our movie…” roman asks. “umm…yeah dawg, it’s my favorite movie of all-time” roman laughs. very loudly just like he does in the movie only this is not a movie. this is real life.
i look over and see brian smiling at me before he turns and looks at the window.
"he did the stare and drive on you, didn't he?" that's the line from the movie but this is real life so i don't know what to say or think. "he got that from me." i say, finishing the line.
roman laughs again. i turn over and look at paul walker, "how hard was it for you to drive without looking in that scene with monica. damn, she is so hot"
"hey man, you know why we're right?" roman asks me before brian can answer. i just shake my head and take another hit from the bong.
roman laughs again. he does that a lot for those who haven't watched the rest of the series.
"we're here to give you a pep talk. you have a match coming up."
i can't believe it. how do brian o'connor and roman pearce know about my match?
"you're going to go in there and whoop that ass, you hear me?" i just bop my head to the beat of act a fool by ludacris. "wfwf, y'all ain't ready homeboy! y'all ain't ready for big bad karate steve!"
i like how that sounds, tbh. because i am quite the bad motherf**ker. i'm the king of underground fights. 100 wins. zero losses. "this poison guy doesn't know what he is getting into with me. i'm going to show up, knock his ass out and leave. poison will be street fight #101. i'm not here in the wfwf to wrestle. i'm here to fight."
roman laughs again.
"how do ya like them apples?" brian says for the first time since they came to my crib. "you ready for this?" he asks me again. "come on, man. he was made for this, bro."
roman pats me on the back as the two men stand up. "wait, you're leaving?" i ask.
"yeah man, the movie is about to restart" roman says which causes me to look at my tv. the end credits have ended and now, we're back on the main menu for the dvd. i fistbump brian and roman as they sit up from the hot couch. they start walking towards the tv until they disappear into thin air. once they are gone, the movie starts playing again from the very beginning.
oh s**t. what a trip.