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July 4th INDEPENDENCE

My Pt. 1 plan: Go to random cookouts, say "hello", get a plate and start chompin, then bounce.

I did this sucessfully until one cookout I was at (Scooby mom's) had a moonbounce. So I got in and well with what I wore I was lets say....underwear-less. So I decided not to bounce, not to jump, and not to socialize just go for mines. I just started to lay there right while the little 1o year olds jumped and mannnnn did it feel good sorta like heaven below the belt. EVW MOMENT! I was soaked.

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Funny Shit: District Height FIREWORKS

So my ex-boyfriend Chris got on my goodside and invited me and my sister Zelina to see the fireworks down Forrestvile/DH. OMG, those niggers. Yes, I said niggers. Real ghetto. But I have to say the ice-cream truck worker was simply gorgeous. Damn! How I love a tatted up dred.head!

Halfway into the gorgeous fireworks some ghetto ass random coon gonna say some "DO IT TO 'EM MICHEAL, MICHEAL!!!!" Everybody and their mother turns their heads and looks at him like "You coon!"

Man o man, how I love being black. 

More coming soon..