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Lifestyle => Tha G-Spot => Topic started by: Big Magus on April 03, 2008, 09:02:37 AM
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Okay here we go!
When I was in 7th grade my friend got into some problems with this other guy. Now we all agreed to meet at the soccer field after school. So we got there and of course a bunch of us were surrounding them in a circle. Now they started throwing punches cat each other and my friend Robert hed him on the ground kicking him and that other guy tried pulling Robert down by his shirt flannel! So Robert pushed back and that other guy tore his flannel shirt off! Now I thought he had a white shirt on but he turned around and had an Ultimate Warrior and Hulk Hogan Summer Slam shirt on! LMFAO every one started laughing and so did the guy who got his ass kicked. And Robert walked off saying " I don't give a FUCK " he kept repeating it like 5 times while walking away!
I could never forget that dude! Shyt was funny!
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LOL...It's much funnier to see some shithead get his ass beat then to catch someone wearing a Summerslam t-shirt.
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well heres a true story i fucked my girlfriends sister, and 2 of her cousins within a 2 week period.
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well heres a true story i fucked my girlfriends sister, and 2 of her cousins within a 2 week period.
your current gf? better stay away from that hoe ass family, unless it's strictly for beatage.
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well heres a true story i fucked my girlfriends sister, and 2 of her cousins within a 2 week period.
your current gf? better stay away from that hoe ass family, unless it's strictly for beatage.
nah my current girlfriend is a fuckin dime piece i couldnt do that to her, lol. but the girl before her, i mean she wasnt ugly at all, but she was kinda like one of those girls who looked better naked than with clothes on, her sister was cute but kinda big, and one of her cousins looked good but she had like 3 or 4 kids, and the other i kinda had to close my eyes when i fucked her, cuz she had a aight body but a funky lookin face lol. i only fucked dat bitch once n never again. it was seriously a brown paper bag moment.
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we were goin to vegas with fake id's n a half ounce of og, smoked 1 blunt n got pulled over cuz the dumbass homie was speedin -.-, GOT MY ID tooken away n 1 otherhomie did too. so all we did was walk around n eat. later we meet the homies dime pieces bitches n we were walkin down the strip n sum big white southern type football player n his homies says some disrespectful shit to the hoes and we start scrappin wit them on teh strip lol this nigga gets cracked by a beer bottle n still gets up, lol after we dropped him we booked it into mgm and at the parking lot we see the SAME mutha fuckers, n than we juz started scrappin lol but this time his homies kickd back, n the security came N THOUGHT WE were the victims cuz this guy WAS FUCKING HUGE.
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Lmao that's a tight ass memory to always remember homie!!! lol Thnx 4 sharing.
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I got anothe one, but this ones embarrasing!
When I was about 4 or 5 I went with my mom to K-Mart in Ventura California after church. So there we were in the clothes section and I don't know what the hell happened but I totally lost track of my mom................. dude I was soo freaking scared at the time I started crying asking yelling " Mama donde estas? AMA???? " crying which by the way means MOM WHERE ARE YOU MOM? and then I went up front crying and everyone was just looking at me with a straight face..... they ended up calling my mom on the intercome but she couldn't understand because she doesn't know any english so she had no clue............. I waited crying lmao until my mom showed up........... I got all happy and my dad found out and got all PISSED " pos paque llora mijo??? eh ? no que es hombre? Nomas eso faltava! " which means WHY WERE YOU CRYING??? HA? AREN'T YOU A MAN? anyway I don't know if it's funny or serious but after that I hardly cried about anything....... I think it's funny now but it wasn't at the time.
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I was soo freaking scared at the time I started crying asking yelling " Mama donde estas? AMA???? " crying
LOLLL
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one time i was driving to pick up my friend from school and it was a pretty short drive about 15 mins, so i pick him up and we decide to go get some food, and im like sure, and we decide to get some mexican food, so we goto this place called rubios, he ordered and chicken burrito, and i order a bean and cheese burrito enchilada style, and we get some water. then we leave and i drop him off at his house and i drive back to my place and nothing happens. ahahahahahahahahah
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This one time, for reasons unknown I entered a thread titled: "Share a true story...Anything".
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I got anothe one, but this ones embarrasing!
When I was about 4 or 5 I went with my mom to K-Mart in Ventura California after church. So there we were in the clothes section and I don't know what the hell happened but I totally lost track of my mom................. dude I was soo freaking scared at the time I started crying asking yelling " Mama donde estas? AMA???? " crying which by the way means MOM WHERE ARE YOU MOM? and then I went up front crying and everyone was just looking at me with a straight face..... they ended up calling my mom on the intercome but she couldn't understand because she doesn't know any english so she had no clue............. I waited crying lmao until my mom showed up........... I got all happy and my dad found out and got all PISSED " pos paque llora mijo??? eh ? no que es hombre? Nomas eso faltava! " which means WHY WERE YOU CRYING??? HA? AREN'T YOU A MAN? anyway I don't know if it's funny or serious but after that I hardly cried about anything....... I think it's funny now but it wasn't at the time.
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That's not funny it's traumatic.... you need help!
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lol
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True story.. Last year I had some of the best times of my life.. I owned a recording studio in a huge building next to 4 other studios 10 feet away from bay area water in Burlingame, CA.. if you have any favorite rappers from the bay area, chances are I recorded material for em at my spot.. from your federations to rappin 4 tays to quinn, jt, guce, kee, hoodstarz etc. I was barely ever home, barely ever slept.. was there 24/7 either drunk or high on something with a buncha bitches and crazy muthafucaz around praising me.. did way too much.. long story short, god took it all away from me in an instant.. one night at 4 in the morning a few suckaz ran in, put a couple of guns to my head, stripped 4 of us to our boxers, and took everything from all 5 studios.. it took em around 45 minutes.. everything got caught on camera but cops could give a fuck about a rap studio shutting down.. they wanted it to happen.. just another chapter in mi vida loca!!
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Don't have a story to tell..But A family member is in Hospital!
and I'm kinda down as to what to do!
His condition is stable, but I'm always nervous when i get news like this!
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This one time, for reasons unknown I entered a thread titled: "Share a true story...Anything".
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For a small second there, I thought you were going to say: This one time at band camp....
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My grandfather died two days ago and I have nothing better to do than check and reply to this bullshit thread. True story. RIP. :'(
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im about to take a shit. true story.
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True story.. Last year I had some of the best times of my life.. I owned a recording studio in a huge building next to 4 other studios 10 feet away from bay area water in Burlingame, CA.. if you have any favorite rappers from the bay area, chances are I recorded material for em at my spot.. from your federations to rappin 4 tays to quinn, jt, guce, kee, hoodstarz etc. I was barely ever home, barely ever slept.. was there 24/7 either drunk or high on something with a buncha bitches and crazy muthafucaz around praising me.. did way too much.. long story short, god took it all away from me in an instant.. one night at 4 in the morning a few suckaz ran in, put a couple of guns to my head, stripped 4 of us to our boxers, and took everything from all 5 studios.. it took em around 45 minutes.. everything got caught on camera but cops could give a fuck about a rap studio shutting down.. they wanted it to happen.. just another chapter in mi vida loca!!
Damn I feel it, shit fucked up :-\.
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let me tell y'all a story
gather round, tune in turn on and drop out while you sit in the good indian pose:
one day i was walking home from school in jr. high when this bum that we nicknamed "smiley" came running from around the corner. i got startled cuz smiley wasn't smilin' he looked scared as fuck like the 3rd Reich was in town makin' soup like their name was Tyler Durden. well anyways you can never understand what the fuck Smiley says since he's too far gone off that Crystal meth. but what we could make out was that their was this crazy arab guy killin chickens in his back yard or somethin, up the alley he ran out of....i found this odd as smiley was known for cookin' dead rats and cats behind the 7-11. so what the fuck was up? so being the inquisitive little shit that i was....and still am. i took this minor detour to see exactly what the fuck was going on in MY god damn alley. so i'm slowly walking up the alley with my hand firmly grasping my Capri sun pouch when i hear the faintest noise. SMICK SMACK SMICK SMACK SMICK SMACK SICK SMACK ....pause............SMICK SMACK SMICK SMACK SMICK SMACK SICK SMACK .....pause........SMICK SMACK , ect. ect. i knew i've heard that noise before some where before but jsut couildn't quite put my finger on it yet. so i keep creepin like my name was T-Boz, and i hear the noises getting a lil clearer and then i see a chain length fence rattlin' back and forth. i'm fuckin' running thoughts through my mind like WHAT THE FUCK COULD THIS BE!? it doesn't sound like someone killing a chicken cuz there'd be a little more of a fight going on and squackin and shit. so i keep on my journey like my name was Frodo baggins and then i see it.....this HUUUUGE fat ass arabian dude.....almost the spitting image of that fat guy in Borat sittin against his fence naked jerkin' it with a fury that could only be matched by stone cold steve austin! but that wasn't it either i quickly turn away and at the other end of the yard you could see 2 other arab dudes jerkin' each other off like they were tryin' to milk themselves for a gallon of that juicey juice! i don't know what the fuckwas giong on or how any of that came to be, but just like smiley my ass BOOKED it out of that alley there, was no way i was trying to get caught up in that shit.
so there it is my Arabian Circle Jerk Story
and if you need a visual this is pretty much what it looked like too:
(http://www.boyakasha.co.uk/pics/wrestle.jpg)
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good Lord.
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let me tell y'all a story
gather round, tune in turn on and drop out while you sit in the good indian pose:
one day i was walking home from school in jr. high when this bum that we nicknamed "smiley" came running from around the corner. i got startled cuz smiley wasn't smilin' he looked scared as fuck like the 3rd Reich was in town makin' soup like their name was Tyler Durden. well anyways you can never understand what the fuck Smiley says since he's too far gone off that Crystal meth. but what we could make out was that their was this crazy arab guy killin chickens in his back yard or somethin, up the alley he ran out of....i found this odd as smiley was known for cookin' dead rats and cats behind the 7-11. so what the fuck was up? so being the inquisitive little shit that i was....and still am. i took this minor detour to see exactly what the fuck was going on in MY god damn alley. so i'm slowly walking up the alley with my hand firmly grasping my Capri sun pouch when i hear the faintest noise. SMICK SMACK SMICK SMACK SMICK SMACK SICK SMACK ....pause............SMICK SMACK SMICK SMACK SMICK SMACK SICK SMACK .....pause........SMICK SMACK , ect. ect. i knew i've heard that noise before some where before but jsut couildn't quite put my finger on it yet. so i keep creepin like my name was T-Boz, and i hear the noises getting a lil clearer and then i see a chain length fence rattlin' back and forth. i'm fuckin' running thoughts through my mind like WHAT THE FUCK COULD THIS BE!? it doesn't sound like someone killing a chicken cuz there'd be a little more of a fight going on and squackin and shit. so i keep on my journey like my name was Frodo baggins and then i see it.....this HUUUUGE fat ass arabian dude.....almost the spitting image of that fat guy in Borat sittin against his fence naked jerkin' it with a fury that could only be matched by stone cold steve austin! but that wasn't it either i quickly turn away and at the other end of the yard you could see 2 other arab dudes jerkin' each other off like they were tryin' to milk themselves for a gallon of that juicey juice! i don't know what the fuckwas giong on or how any of that came to be, but just like smiley my ass BOOKED it out of that alley there, was no way i was trying to get caught up in that shit.
so there it is my Arabian Circle Jerk Story
and if you need a visual this is pretty much what it looked like too:
(http://www.boyakasha.co.uk/pics/wrestle.jpg)
thanks, but i didnt need a visual :puke:
lol
if that really happened, or happened to me, i would need some therapy or at least a fat sack of some kush or something. thats that shit that can scar a lil boy for life.
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Okay here we go!
When I was in 7th grade my friend got into some problems with this other guy. Now we all agreed to meet at the soccer field after school. So we got there and of course a bunch of us were surrounding them in a circle. Now they started throwing punches cat each other and my friend Robert hed him on the ground kicking him and that other guy tried pulling Robert down by his shirt flannel! So Robert pushed back and that other guy tore his flannel shirt off! Now I thought he had a white shirt on but he turned around and had an Ultimate Warrior and Hulk Hogan Summer Slam shirt on! LMFAO every one started laughing and so did the guy who got his ass kicked. And Robert walked off saying " I don't give a FUCK " he kept repeating it like 5 times while walking away!
I could never forget that dude! Shyt was funny!
LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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one time i put my hand out to shake this dudes hand and he wasnt talking to me he was talkin to some dude behind me, embarrassing
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So I'm in Vegas with friends & famiily for my 21st birthday (this was 3 years or so ago).
2nd day we're there, we're at the Palms casino...I'm up $200 or so at a blackjack table & this fatass security guard comes over & asks to check my ID.
I give it to him to look at & keep playing while he "examines" it.
Next thing I know I hear a *SNAP*, and then hear his Barney Fife voice say "Uh ohhhh".
I turn around & he's still holding my license, but now it's in 2 pieces! This motherfucker "accidently" snapped my license. He looks at me with a goofy smirk, hands me my license & and says "sorry, here's your license back".
Daaammnnn I can't tell you how pissed I was! There I am, cussing this dude out at the blackjack table, loud as I could be, my dad, my uncle & one of my friends comes up to see what's going on, I tell them & my uncle gets in this securty guard's face, threatening to whoop his ass (my uncle is about 6'5'', 220 lbs) so this security guard is hoppin on his walkie-talkie with the quickness calling for some backup or whatever.
I'm tellin them they fucked up my whole trip, there's no way I'll be able to gamble & shit for the rest of the trip cuz other casinos aren't going to accept a broken in half ID. They say when I get back home after my vacation, get a new liecense, mail them the receipt, and they'll send me a check for the $30 or whatever it was to get a new one. I'm just like "You dipshits don't understand that this won't help me one bit to enjoy my 21st birthday vacation now!??!!?".
5 seconds later I look up and here comes 5 police officers to take me, my dad, my uncle & my friend all out of the casino. We're barred from going back for life & they still didn't help me out for shit!
Fuck The Palms!!!!
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^ lmao, fuckin pigs.
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So I'm in Vegas with friends & famiily for my 21st birthday (this was 3 years or so ago).
2nd day we're there, we're at the Palms casino...I'm up $200 or so at a blackjack table & this fatass security guard comes over & asks to check my ID.
I give it to him to look at & keep playing while he "examines" it.
Next thing I know I hear a *SNAP*, and then hear his Barney Fife voice say "Uh ohhhh".
I turn around & he's still holding my license, but now it's in 2 pieces! This motherfucker "accidently" snapped my license. He looks at me with a goofy smirk, hands me my license & and says "sorry, here's your license back".
Daaammnnn I can't tell you how pissed I was! There I am, cussing this dude out at the blackjack table, loud as I could be, my dad, my uncle & one of my friends comes up to see what's going on, I tell them & my uncle gets in this securty guard's face, threatening to whoop his ass (my uncle is about 6'5'', 220 lbs) so this security guard is hoppin on his walkie-talkie with the quickness calling for some backup or whatever.
I'm tellin them they fucked up my whole trip, there's no way I'll be able to gamble & shit for the rest of the trip cuz other casinos aren't going to accept a broken in half ID. They say when I get back home after my vacation, get a new liecense, mail them the receipt, and they'll send me a check for the $30 or whatever it was to get a new one. I'm just like "You dipshits don't understand that this won't help me one bit to enjoy my 21st birthday vacation now!??!!?".
5 seconds later I look up and here comes 5 police officers to take me, my dad, my uncle & my friend all out of the casino. We're barred from going back for life & they still didn't help me out for shit!
Fuck The Palms!!!!
LOL...how do you accidently snap an ID? Fuckin' retard.
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^Fat boy probably thought it was a glossy sandwich. I've never heard of something like that snapping in half. Matter of fact they're made to counter that possibility.
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When My Friend Was Telling Me About "Google Earth" - I thought he ment typing in "Earth" into Google.
yup.
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When My Friend Was Telling Me About "Google Earth" - I thought he ment typing in "Earth" into Google.
yup.
that what was he talking about?
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k las nite me n my buddies r drinkin chillin at my place then my buddys like o ye my firend from work(whos like 25..we are 18) told me we could go to his buddies party so we roll in and immediatly there all lookin like who the fuck r u then my friends like yo we gotta go so we are leavin n my buddies like fuck u blah blah to the dude that owns the house , than the owner of the house comes out and grabs my buddy and starts punchin him in the back of the head so were all like fuck this ...call up about 15 ppl ,,go back to the door and start slammin on the door and of course they start bein bitchs call the cops...me n my buddy got caught by the cops n my buddy had to stay there overnight...its not that exciting but was a decent night when nothin else was goin on
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So, on St. Patty's day, I went downtown to a big ass celebration they got every year called "The Sham-Rock". They close off some streets downtown, lay astro turf down, and basically throw a big ass block party. After about six $7 Miller Lite's, the party ended and I wound up at a bar, Maloney's. After losing a couple of games of pool, and downing 3 huge steins of Sam Adams White Ale, I needed to puke. I dash to the bathroom and there's a fucking line. So, in my drunken state of my mind, I did what I thought was the best idea I've ever had. I throw up in my hands, walk outside of the bar, and just toss it into the street. I went back in, thinking I was good to go, and start drinking again. Didn't even get past a couple sips before I had to throw up again. So I just bounce, and find a dark alley, and hurl my guts out. Don't remember anything else after that.
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So, on St. Patty's day, I went downtown to a big ass celebration they got every year called "The Sham-Rock". They close off some streets downtown, lay astro turf down, and basically throw a big ass block party. After about six $7 Miller Lite's, the party ended and I wound up at a bar, Maloney's. After losing a couple of games of pool, and downing 3 huge steins of Sam Adams White Ale, I needed to puke. I dash to the bathroom and there's a fucking line. So, in my drunken state of my mind, I did what I thought was the best idea I've ever had. I throw up in my hands, walk outside of the bar, and just toss it into the street. I went back in, thinking I was good to go, and start drinking again. Didn't even get past a couple sips before I had to throw up again. So I just bounce, and find a dark alley, and hurl my guts out. Don't remember anything else after that.
DUMBASS
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LOL dope thread.. I could make this go for 100 pages with stories.
True story.. It's 3 in the morning.. I'm drivin with 3 of my patnas in my car.. we roll up next to some white boy freestyling real loud by himself in his ride, weird but funny as fuck.. dude looks at us with a mean mug on his face still bustin rhymes.. so we start clowning on dude, and as a joke, I told my boys if the next light at the next intersection turns red, y'all get out and punch his face in to shut him up.. and sure enough we stop on red.. so they hop out and smash.. dude's window was down so they connected on every hit and left his face bloody.. we stupid as fuck but at that time it was the funniest shit ever.. so I speed off, still crackin up laughin.. by now we in the middle of San Francisco somewhere with no destination.. then out of nowhere I see a car behind me tail-gating.. dude had catched up takin down my license plate while on the phone with cops.. and with his luck there was a cop car on that street cruising, so now it's a mini chase.. once another cop car got involved, I gave up and pulled over.. we get put on the ground n searched out the ass.. they believed everything dude said.. so we was goin down for it I was sure.. but he made a vital mistake when my car was being searched, he started yellin THATS RIGHT BITCHES! and once he did that, a new story popped up in my head.. I told the cops to check his blood alcohol level, the guy is a maniac and has been following us all over the city.. we told the cops this dude was "gas, break, dippin" on us, and at that time that was the new slang in the bay.. we made the cops believe that "gas, break, dippin" meant he wanted problems.. they asked how is he bleeding? we said he looked like he had gotten into a fight prior to our altercation with him.. and we even added in that he was threatening to shoot us and that he might have a gun.. so long story short, one of the cops came up and said some cop code with a bunch of numbers.. and the other cop's response was TOW HIS CAR AND READ HIM HIS RIGHTS, HE'S GOIN IN.. they checked his alcohol level and sure enough he was over the limit.. they took us out of handcuffs, and told us you're free to go gentlemen.. have a good night.. just like that.. after that we spent like a whole minute in the car in awkward silence like what the fuck just happened? LOL.. so dude gets his face smashed in, gets his car towed, catches a DUI case and spends the night in jail.. moral of the story.. BE A MAN AND QUIT SNITCHIN YOU TATTLE TELLIN ASS WEENIES !!
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LOL dope thread.. I could make this go for 100 pages with stories.
True story.. It's 3 in the morning.. I'm drivin with 3 of my patnas in my car.. we roll up next to some white boy freestyling real loud by himself in his ride, weird but funny as fuck.. dude looks at us with a mean mug on his face still bustin rhymes.. so we start clowning on dude, and as a joke, I told my boys if the next light at the next intersection turns red, y'all get out and punch his face in to shut him up.. and sure enough we stop on red.. so they hop out and smash.. dude's window was down so they connected on every hit and left his face bloody.. we stupid as fuck but at that time it was the funniest shit ever.. so I speed off, still crackin up laughin.. by now we in the middle of San Francisco somewhere with no destination.. then out of nowhere I see a car behind me tail-gating.. dude had catched up takin down my license plate while on the phone with cops.. and with his luck there was a cop car on that street cruising, so now it's a mini chase.. once another cop car got involved, I gave up and pulled over.. we get put on the ground n searched out the ass.. they believed everything dude said.. so we was goin down for it I was sure.. but he made a vital mistake when my car was being searched, he started yellin THATS RIGHT BITCHES! and once he did that, a new story popped up in my head.. I told the cops to check his blood alcohol level, the guy is a maniac and has been following us all over the city.. we told the cops this dude was "gas, break, dippin" on us, and at that time that was the new slang in the bay.. we made the cops believe that "gas, break, dippin" meant he wanted problems.. they asked how is he bleeding? we said he looked like he had gotten into a fight prior to our altercation with him.. and we even added in that he was threatening to shoot us and that he might have a gun.. so long story short, one of the cops came up and said some cop code with a bunch of numbers.. and the other cop's response was TOW HIS CAR AND READ HIM HIS RIGHTS, HE'S GOIN IN.. they checked his alcohol level and sure enough he was over the limit.. they took us out of handcuffs, and told us you're free to go gentlemen.. have a good night.. just like that.. after that we spent like a whole minute in the car in awkward silence like what the fuck just happened? LOL.. so dude gets his face smashed in, gets his car towed, catches a DUI case and spends the night in jail.. moral of the story.. BE A MAN AND QUIT SNITCHIN YOU TATTLE TELLIN ASS WEENIES !!
so you just decided to punch some dude in the face for no reason? and then you get mad cause you were about to get caught? you dont even know what "quit snictchin" means ya dumb fuck...you tryin to sound all hard but that was nothing more than a BITCH MOVE, ohhhh BIG MAN, yall 3 deep punchin someone in a car..yeah, yall fucking tough.
karma is gonna get you and your 3 lil butt buddies.
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^LOL...It already did:
True story.. Last year I had some of the best times of my life.. I owned a recording studio in a huge building next to 4 other studios 10 feet away from bay area water in Burlingame, CA.. if you have any favorite rappers from the bay area, chances are I recorded material for em at my spot.. from your federations to rappin 4 tays to quinn, jt, guce, kee, hoodstarz etc. I was barely ever home, barely ever slept.. was there 24/7 either drunk or high on something with a buncha bitches and crazy muthafucaz around praising me.. did way too much.. long story short, god took it all away from me in an instant.. one night at 4 in the morning a few suckaz ran in, put a couple of guns to my head, stripped 4 of us to our boxers, and took everything from all 5 studios.. it took em around 45 minutes.. everything got caught on camera but cops could give a fuck about a rap studio shutting down.. they wanted it to happen.. just another chapter in mi vida loca!!
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LOL. That Zilla dude is a joke. I'm from West Oakland (Not "The Bay" , fuck "The Bay" or "The Yay") and this square ass Ay-rab is from a bitch ass suburb called San Mateo (Home of Tom Brady LoL). His little city rides Frisco's coat tail, but Frisco is soft for a city of that size anyway. Man, The City is so pathetic. Back to bruh bruh, he makes me laugh.Dude is a joke, lame. He's a poodle trying to run the streets, but once he bumps into those real goons, he'll be running back to mommy and daddy, begging to run their liquor store.
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LOL dope thread.. I could make this go for 100 pages with stories.
True story.. It's 3 in the morning.. I'm drivin with 3 of my patnas in my car.. we roll up next to some white boy freestyling real loud by himself in his ride, weird but funny as fuck.. dude looks at us with a mean mug on his face still bustin rhymes.. so we start clowning on dude, and as a joke, I told my boys if the next light at the next intersection turns red, y'all get out and punch his face in to shut him up.. and sure enough we stop on red.. so they hop out and smash.. dude's window was down so they connected on every hit and left his face bloody.. we stupid as fuck but at that time it was the funniest shit ever.. so I speed off, still crackin up laughin.. by now we in the middle of San Francisco somewhere with no destination.. then out of nowhere I see a car behind me tail-gating.. dude had catched up takin down my license plate while on the phone with cops.. and with his luck there was a cop car on that street cruising, so now it's a mini chase.. once another cop car got involved, I gave up and pulled over.. we get put on the ground n searched out the ass.. they believed everything dude said.. so we was goin down for it I was sure.. but he made a vital mistake when my car was being searched, he started yellin THATS RIGHT BITCHES! and once he did that, a new story popped up in my head.. I told the cops to check his blood alcohol level, the guy is a maniac and has been following us all over the city.. we told the cops this dude was "gas, break, dippin" on us, and at that time that was the new slang in the bay.. we made the cops believe that "gas, break, dippin" meant he wanted problems.. they asked how is he bleeding? we said he looked like he had gotten into a fight prior to our altercation with him.. and we even added in that he was threatening to shoot us and that he might have a gun.. so long story short, one of the cops came up and said some cop code with a bunch of numbers.. and the other cop's response was TOW HIS CAR AND READ HIM HIS RIGHTS, HE'S GOIN IN.. they checked his alcohol level and sure enough he was over the limit.. they took us out of handcuffs, and told us you're free to go gentlemen.. have a good night.. just like that.. after that we spent like a whole minute in the car in awkward silence like what the fuck just happened? LOL.. so dude gets his face smashed in, gets his car towed, catches a DUI case and spends the night in jail.. moral of the story.. BE A MAN AND QUIT SNITCHIN YOU TATTLE TELLIN ASS WEENIES !!
damn homie arnt you out of the 10th grade?
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k las nite me n my buddies r drinkin chillin at my place then my buddys like o ye my firend from work(whos like 25..we are 18) told me we could go to his buddies party so we roll in and immediatly there all lookin like who the fuck r u then my friends like yo we gotta go so we are leavin n my buddies like fuck u blah blah to the dude that owns the house , than the owner of the house comes out and grabs my buddy and starts punchin him in the back of the head so were all like fuck this ...call up about 15 ppl ,,go back to the door and start slammin on the door and of course they start bein bitchs call the cops...me n my buddy got caught by the cops n my buddy had to stay there overnight...its not that exciting but was a decent night when nothin else was goin on
lol, we were at a motel with the same hoes from vegas n the 1 big homie didnt get lucky, so his drunk ass was like lets go to a UCLA frat party (these asian frat guys think their a gang rofl) we get there all of the sudden the homie juz starts disrespectin every1 but lol when the owner of the pad got loud he got quiet -.- (isnt one of the downest guys his ass was juz drunk) so my other big homie had lure'd him in the room n started sockin his ass n than the homie that started the shit started jumpin in LMFAO -.-. lol the whole party which was the owners frat juz watched n was asking them to stop ROFL i was like damnn waht teh fuck. lol we were callin their hoes bitches for talkin shit n all that. n than while we were goin down the stairs the whole frat comes down like 50 niggas, n my drunk ass was laggin it n i saw them i was like "where da fuck you bitches goin" n they were all bitchin out n shit wit some foos talkin shit behind him n my dumbass sed "im only 17 homie what motha fuckas" thats when they started siwingin n i was scrappin witthe first foo down the stairs n i dropped i was gettin my ass beat down, luckily 1 homie was right next to me n he was kicken mutha fuckas off me (homie kickd me in the head a couple times :laugh:) after that i got up it was like 300 for a couple minutes man with all the homies wer were even at a narrow hall way so mutha fuckas couldnt have advantadge over us, what was even more funny is that they came 1 or 2 at a time so they juz got knotted up. LOL by the time we got into the streets mutha fuckas was DEEP. it was like some deuces wild type of shit cept there was only me and 4 other homies. while we were walking down the street (lol the ones that tried to follow us juz got knocked out) they thought they were all hard sayin "get the fuck outta here ya'll bitches". i was thinkin damn their hoes probaly sayin "them motha fuckas was crazy!" lol cuz they was watchin the whole thing from upstairs
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^LOL...It already did:
True story.. Last year I had some of the best times of my life.. I owned a recording studio in a huge building next to 4 other studios 10 feet away from bay area water in Burlingame, CA.. if you have any favorite rappers from the bay area, chances are I recorded material for em at my spot.. from your federations to rappin 4 tays to quinn, jt, guce, kee, hoodstarz etc. I was barely ever home, barely ever slept.. was there 24/7 either drunk or high on something with a buncha bitches and crazy muthafucaz around praising me.. did way too much.. long story short, god took it all away from me in an instant.. one night at 4 in the morning a few suckaz ran in, put a couple of guns to my head, stripped 4 of us to our boxers, and took everything from all 5 studios.. it took em around 45 minutes.. everything got caught on camera but cops could give a fuck about a rap studio shutting down.. they wanted it to happen.. just another chapter in mi vida loca!!
LMAO haha
karma is a bitch with no remorse, huh zilla?
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Please believe I have remorse.. not proud of shit I done.. with age comes wisdom.. y'all don't have a clue what karma has done to me.. I been in n outta jail ever since I can remember.. right now I'm fighting a 10 year to life case for something I didn't even do.. all 3 of my "lil buddies" in that story are in jail as we speak for different cases.. this is a thread to share true stories for laughs.. and it is what it is.. there's a thousand more where that came from.. all driven from mistakes I made.. but y'all is some sensitive poodles.. not worth sharing.
@ the "West Oakland" tough guy.. I ain't arab, ain't from no san mateo.. but you my friend ain't from nowhere, period. You never told me what hood you from in the West, there's many.. I got dudes all over there and you know this already, I'll find out who you are so fast.. but you are a nobody.. what kinda Oakland cat says he ain't from the bay? what kinda Oakland cat speaks down on Frisco? real street cats know what it is.. that don't happen.. we all need each other for certain things, it ain't never been no funk unless it was over a bitch or a certain deal.. nothin else.. you stupid.. your beef sounds personal with me. I'm no internet character, I told you to meet at every Warrior game.. East entrance, that's where I'm at with my "goons" 30 minutes before and after every game networking.. Big game this Thursday against the Nuggets, come through gangsta, I promise I'll be right at that entrance by the stairs.. Look for cats passin out flyers.. PM me with a number and we'll talk it out like men.. if you choose to surprise me.. Here's pictures incase you forgot what I look like: www.myspace.com/trenchtownhustlaz
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SHUT UP TARD.
YOUR GOONS ARE ON THE DEAN'S LIST.
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^ if it isn't the curry eatin dick suckin internet character himself.. welcome.. hey guess what happened to Juelz n your dipshit buddies the other day in the bay? ha ha.... too bad I don't wanna share true stories on this thread anymore :P
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That's what ur suppose to do homie! Share true stories.
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Please believe I have remorse.. not proud of shit I done.. with age comes wisdom.. y'all don't have a clue what karma has done to me.. I been in n outta jail ever since I can remember.. right now I'm fighting a 10 year to life case for something I didn't even do.. all 3 of my "lil buddies" in that story are in jail as we speak for different cases.. this is a thread to share true stories for laughs.. and it is what it is.. there's a thousand more where that came from.. all driven from mistakes I made.. but y'all is some sensitive poodles.. not worth sharing.
what happened? u havnt served a term prison yet or went to court or r u juz on bail? j/w
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I PLAYED BASKETBALL ONE ON ONE WITH SHAQ. AND I WON.
SEE ME NIGGA IF U DONT BELIEVE ME
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what happened? u havnt served a term prison yet or went to court or r u juz on bail? j/w
$150,000 bail.. conspiracy case.. dumbest shit I've ever come across.. it's purely karma.. I know god trynna send the ultimate message.. I have faith I will beat it, learned a huge lesson this time.
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ive got quite a few storys id probabley able to rite a book with quite a few chapters. but a recent story would be when i got arrested coming back from amsterdam. the shit happened about a year ago. Me and three mates went over there for the obvious reasons and we all had a great time (amsterdam is the craziest place ive seen by the way). I was kinda looking forward to coming back to normality tho after being there for a few days. anyways......it comes to the day were leaving and everything is going according to plan, we arrive back in the uk and were going through customs (shit is tight as hell here in the uk) anyways for whatever reason i get pulled to one side. i dont know why it is but ive got "one of them faces" it dosent matter where im going or where im at, it could be at a club or anything im always the one getting searched. anyways i get pulled to one side, and straight away im shitting myself. Ive got a few 20 bags stashed inside a shampoo bottle. anyways the guy is racking through my bags and pulls out a knife, i couldnt fucking believe it!!!! i swear my face went white!!!! i had no clue that my borther used my bag 2 weeks prior to me going away and no word of lie he left a fishing knife in one of the inside pockets! i was arrested on dangersous weapons charges and excorted to the police station.
the irionic thing is he didnt have a clue i borught weed back so it was kind of a blessing in disguise. I had to make a cover story up about how i love fishing, ive never talked so much shit about fishing in my life haha the cop was like, so what kind of fishing do you do and where do you go? haha shit was fucked up!
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what happened? u havnt served a term prison yet or went to court or r u juz on bail? j/w
$150,000 bail.. conspiracy case.. dumbest shit I've ever come across.. it's purely karma.. I know god trynna send the ultimate message.. I have faith I will beat it, learned a huge lesson this time.
gl man, gettin lockd up is an experiance not even the hardest enjoy.
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what happened? u havnt served a term prison yet or went to court or r u juz on bail? j/w
$150,000 bail.. conspiracy case.. dumbest shit I've ever come across.. it's purely karma.. I know god trynna send the ultimate message.. I have faith I will beat it, learned a huge lesson this time.
gl man, gettin lockd up is an experiance not even the hardest enjoy.
^ Definitely. The one thing I do enjoy about it is seeing how even the hardest have sense and understanding when placed in that type of atmosphere. When killers give you positive advice that makes more sense than anything else you ever heard, that's when you understand how the world works and why people do what they do a little better.
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^^ im a come check u out at the game 2nite east entrance. blow some purp wit or something