Been in the army
Been deployed as Mr. Hardy
but that doesn’t count, or maybe it does, or not,
i have a head not.
Problem…. to say it quickly i got into a fight
as of right now with the Moroccans Muslim, although
Muslim didn’t say drug dealers, so I got one to get a bit off
He has to be the big tough guy specially when all the others
that are his bothers want to kick my ass, so i pull out and retrieve, but
he just comes to me, so here we go in a nice Mexican retrieve.
The older guys saw me, saw my crazy eyes and face that I was eventually go
for this idiot, so fuck them. Pussy ass shit, let it be known to him,
and now I write it and the adrenaline goes, but at that moment….
waaaaaaaaaaaw! You had to see Charly the Priest. Actually not better see him
to do that crazy feast, but it was him that in front of his guys had to
become the “the big guy”, he didn’t realise that i was not all that surprise
and i will go after you, and i jumped the que.
Fuck, I feel better now writing it, is so amazing
and this fuckers know where I living but is them that have
the problem….. fuck them. Staying truth to my roots.
Fucking Muslim drug dealers Marrocans, fuck you. Not in my country.
Any comments? Most willing to chat after my crazy life that looks like ass.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.