Originally posted by JacopeX
....I have therapy tommorow to help me forget the scene, well...here it is.I was riding home from school friday on my bus, listening to music and not paying attention to anything. As we were stopping at one of the bus stops, a girl in the back started screaming. I looked back and saw her pointing out the window, and I followed her stare.
Out in an unfenced cul-de-sac were 3 guys. Two of them were standing, and one of them was on the ground bloody. The taller of the two men had a baseball bat and was about to smash it into the grounded guys head again, when the two realized a whole busload of kids were looking at them.
The shorter man, who hadnt been doing anything, took a pistol out of his pocket and shot the grounded guy in the head. At this point the whole bus was in shock and glued to the morbid scene. The two men got into a car and sped off.
When I came home I was visibly shaken. I told my mom what I had just saw. Then my mom got scared, she said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought "Nah, forget it, Yo homes, to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
hmm. not funny in any way, shape or form.
dont know who you think you are kidding, mate.
Originally posted by JacopeX
....I have therapy tommorow to help me forget the scene, well...here it is.I was riding home from school friday on my bus, listening to music and not paying attention to anything. As we were stopping at one of the bus stops, a girl in the back started screaming. I looked back and saw her pointing out the window, and I followed her stare.
Out in an unfenced cul-de-sac were 3 guys. Two of them were standing, and one of them was on the ground bloody. The taller of the two men had a baseball bat and was about to smash it into the grounded guys head again, when the two realized a whole busload of kids were looking at them.
The shorter man, who hadnt been doing anything, took a pistol out of his pocket and shot the grounded guy in the head. At this point the whole bus was in shock and glued to the morbid scene. The two men got into a car and sped off.
When I came home I was visibly shaken. I told my mom what I had just saw. Then my mom got scared, she said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought "Nah, forget it, Yo homes, to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
cant believe I almost fell for this schmoll
Originally posted by JacopeXyawn
....I have therapy tommorow to help me forget the scene, well...here it is.I was riding home from school friday on my bus, listening to music and not paying attention to anything. As we were stopping at one of the bus stops, a girl in the back started screaming. I looked back and saw her pointing out the window, and I followed her stare.
Out in an unfenced cul-de-sac were 3 guys. Two of them were standing, and one of them was on the ground bloody. The taller of the two men had a baseball bat and was about to smash it into the grounded guys head again, when the two realized a whole busload of kids were looking at them.
The shorter man, who hadnt been doing anything, took a pistol out of his pocket and shot the grounded guy in the head. At this point the whole bus was in shock and glued to the morbid scene. The two men got into a car and sped off.
When I came home I was visibly shaken. I told my mom what I had just saw. Then my mom got scared, she said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought "Nah, forget it, Yo homes, to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
Originally posted by JacopeX
....I have therapy tommorow to help me forget the scene, well...here it is.I was riding home from school friday on my bus, listening to music and not paying attention to anything. As we were stopping at one of the bus stops, a girl in the back started screaming. I looked back and saw her pointing out the window, and I followed her stare.
Out in an unfenced cul-de-sac were 3 guys. Two of them were standing, and one of them was on the ground bloody. The taller of the two men had a baseball bat and was about to smash it into the grounded guys head again, when the two realized a whole busload of kids were looking at them.
The shorter man, who hadnt been doing anything, took a pistol out of his pocket and shot the grounded guy in the head. At this point the whole bus was in shock and glued to the morbid scene. The two men got into a car and sped off.
When I came home I was visibly shaken. I told my mom what I had just saw. Then my mom got scared, she said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought "Nah, forget it, Yo homes, to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
good work 👆
Originally posted by JacopeXhow did i know this wasnt serious ...crazy bastard
....I have therapy tommorow to help me forget the scene, well...here it is.I was riding home from school friday on my bus, listening to music and not paying attention to anything. As we were stopping at one of the bus stops, a girl in the back started screaming. I looked back and saw her pointing out the window, and I followed her stare.
Out in an unfenced cul-de-sac were 3 guys. Two of them were standing, and one of them was on the ground bloody. The taller of the two men had a baseball bat and was about to smash it into the grounded guys head again, when the two realized a whole busload of kids were looking at them.
The shorter man, who hadnt been doing anything, took a pistol out of his pocket and shot the grounded guy in the head. At this point the whole bus was in shock and glued to the morbid scene. The two men got into a car and sped off.
When I came home I was visibly shaken. I told my mom what I had just saw. Then my mom got scared, she said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought "Nah, forget it, Yo homes, to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.