I wonder if I have ever truly encountered a sociopath before in my life…
The other day I was running at the park doin mah thing, listening to Kanye while imagining myself at a club showing people who can only call themselves mortals what’s up…then all of a sudden I hear footsteps behind me. Flop, flop, flop..in a synchronized motion. Like the the slow rise of an underaged mermaid from the sea, I could begin to see this noise develop into a shape. A very slim asian chick in sunglasses and a hat running noisily next to me. The linkages in my cerebellum were now making connections…
This Raggedy-Anned bitch is trying to bypass me! “And try is all she shall do” my brain told me in the voice of that black dude that is Darth Vader and Mufasa.
Imma show this hoe what’s up!!!
My hands immediately understood and began clocking overtime on sweat production. I furowed my brow, sucked in the sweet smell of goose dung and brown ethnic people nearby, turned up my Yeezy and flew.
Oh yes, Mousy AznBaby certainly put up a fight. She dedicated herself to a good system, flanking me for nearly a minute. But then “Niggas In Paris” entered into my auditory canal. And that was that.
Seriously ok it was probably over in like 3 min. But whatever it was worth it!!!! I spit on the next person who dare challenge me!!!!! I showed her whats up!!! And yeah I stopped at the end and she was still 0.5 sec behind me but the pics don’t lie I was still first!!!!!!!!
Yeah anyways now I have shin splints in my left leg. Hurts like a biotch (but prob not as much as Azn Hoe’s pride now).
K I’m out.
I don’t see why the Ice Bucket Challege is so challenging. Why does everybody find this a revolutionary trend? (Besides from the charity factor, which, before you DOUCHE LABEL me, I will agree that is a good part of Challenge).
Seems pretty easy. You basically dump ice water on you and wail in delight as small ice cubes fall on your face and hairs and remind you that ? Is this supposed to be crazy and a non-regular activity?
I always find myself taking showers with bitter, frigid, water in the dark wearing my clothes singing “All By Myself”?