Thursday 5 March 2009

What was you thinking!? Instalment 2

LOL EEEEEWWWWWWWWWW that is a serious crack problem! But what was he thinking not wearing a belt. And further more y no under wear!!!!!!!!!
I could write my name on each cheek! Flamer Flames right there! STRAIGHT FAIL!

Wednesday 4 March 2009

I Duz this!!!! Mic Fight Freestyle



I came across an Old freestyle. Very old 4 a mix tape. But I love it. Awwwww memories.



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REDEMPTION! The begining of pest wars

OK so you know I was the topic of the 1st instalment of bitch move of the month!
Well to all those who laughed ha ha ha. I got my nuts back!

That's right redemption mofo's!

I was there chilling in my room, staying out the way. After not getting rid of the dead mouse, I had no respect 4 my self, and no one had any 4 me either. (understandably)

So I'm minding my own business, I get up to go to the kitchen and I see another mouse just staring @ me. That's right not even the mouse had any fear of me. But as I said b4, I was not scared of mice alive. This was no exception. So I moved quick with the speed, like an African hunter with spear in hand. (actually it was not a spear, it was a tin in my hand.)
So this mouse obviously had found my nuts and had surgery to connect them to its self. Because it was there chilling. I'm slowly moving closer.So still in hunter mode I went from slow moving to the one swift move that in trapped the mouse. So now i needed help to keep the mouse in trapped. After a lot of shrieking from one of my flat mates the mouse was captured in the tin.

My other flat mate was like are u sure you caught the mouse? So I shook the tin. They all screamed! I laughed. The reason I laughed cause I got my nuts back! I put the tin in a bag and tied it tight! That is right, i suffocated that bas-tad!
I took it down to the main road and dashed that in the dumpster!4 the rest of night I was proud of myself! Calling everyone about my bravery :)

I was 2 fast! :(

There was more of them. That night all I could hear was little feet running across the wood floor, Chewing on cement and squeaking! I got no sleep


Oh trust me its war!