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Saturday, April 24, 2010

Pull Me

Hmm....My chickas like to make me paranoid. So tonight looking my snazziest rockin my Oklahoma jersey and my unintentionally skinny jeans I feel the presence of a rival gang member behind me. My chickas got hookups and I don't fit in cause I don't got "Shiny Shoes".Yes! VB's finest gang it's the Po-Po riding a little too close behind my hotwheels. So I'm trying to eat my sandwich, drinking an energy drink, and blaring "I'm in Love wit a Stripper" with the glass rolled down I notice them in my "watch yo back viewer". I start to wonder has one of my chickas set me up for a "Pull yo shit over Yo"? Then I try my hardest not to drive like my usual ADHD self and I turn my music up and continue wit my "patrol roll" that's my lazy drivin style the not quite perfect driving school ettiquette not quite DUI qualification til I get right infront of work and as usual Po-Po's attention is diverted easily his home base right across the street from my homebase we part going our own separate ways HaHa I make my escape again. Or maybe he just wanted to finish hearing the rest of "I'm in Love wit a Stripper"?????? ADHD moment wouldn't it be funny if an officer pulled ya over on a traffic stop and walked up to the window with a can of Pepsi and a can of Coke and then said "Would you like to participate in the Pepsi Challenge?" or better yet walk up casually to the window with your screw up your savings account ticket book then look at the driver and say "OH SHIT" and take off running back to the car? That shit would be funny anyone wanna let me do a ride-along I swear I'll behave. :) Peace Out Ya'll

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