So I invited the pistols over to my boys' place, and yes, we got fuuuucckkedd uuuppp, had a ball, and will do it all over again very soon.
Just because
that's how we roll. LOVE our lives. If we did nothing wrong, then we'd never do anything ;)
I live for the nights I can't remember with the people I'll never forget.
Time is never wasted when youre wasted all the time.
We may be bad, but we're perfectly good at it.
If life is a waste of time and time is a waste of life, then lets get wasted and have the time of our lives.
And we say, "FUCK the PO-lice!"
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Cruisin' downtown with maya (a new pretty pistol) and Tina baby trying to find wtf to do for the night. Somebody hits me up on twitter and says him and his boy are having a get together. Okay, that's an option...
My boy Marcus aka LongDickHer hits me up saying "come thru, bottles on deck."
That's not even an option, that's a HELL YES.
Get to LongDickHer's place (or whoever's place it was) and some dude yells "Twinkletoez!" (that's my name on Facebook). I give him the blank stare and say "who are you?" He says "You follow me on twitter!"
@ImScrewedup <--- (Follow him. he's the coolest)
I say "Ohhhhh!! BUCKNASTY!?"...
yep, it was him.
I say aloud,
"Wait, u told me about a get together today at ur boys place. LongDickHer must be your boy. And this must be the get together you were talking about." About 20 minutes after that, Stephanie and Jasmine show up and from then on, we had a goooooodd assss night. Mad I still don't even know BuckNasty's real name tho. SMFH.