f*** you capetonians with your ill shows.
friday night, i was at my school to monitor the evolution of the Robbie. that is your typical, rugby playing, tite jean wearing jock. basicaly a stereotypical tit.
yeah well, they havent evolved since the neanderthal man got wiped from this earth. so i put a big large cross on my survey, and continued with the nights festivities.
it was a thing the skool likes to call ´On the night,´ a fireworks show with live rock and lots people. there was a horse show, which the grannies loved. one juimped up, revealing her saggy a** tits. shit those were saggy backpacks.
then the parents and nik-nak kiddies left and the real shit happened. the beer tent lit up with loads of illegitimate fake id donning 15 yr olds, the bitches i mean girls, got hornier, and i got hungry.
so i went over to the food stalls and asked for a tight girl with big tits, blond hair and a fantasy for swedish pseudo-mafiamen. the dude said
´sorry sir, we only have chicken burgers and hot chips.´
and so i had a burger.
then i saw this fine young lady i hadnt seen in a while. so i laid down the mak. i was on some
´we got lots of catching up to do, girl´
she say
´walk with me, super man. did i just say superman, i meant dom juan´
i says
´thats okay. i Am a bit of a superman you know.´
she says
´naughty boy, you.´
so we found a clump of bushes in a dark corner and got down to business. she worked that shit nice n slow.
after she left to go home satisfied, i was treking with my two taiwanese and chinese pals, roy hsiao and mr ken ka hei chow. we walked around for a bit, then saw one of my buddies from way back when. he mcs.
we started to form a cipher. me being wak in ciphers, came with a tight spit and ended it like
´check it out, i got college dudes cryin in hankies..shit, you so wak you couldnt beat me wearing panties´
all of this in good humour. these other cats came up in the two mc cipher was like ´ so you raps?´ ´lay down a beat´
their coloured buddy from yeoville rocks up. he pulls out his little knife and, bobbing every time he said f***ing, starts screaming
´hey! im a f***in ganster from f***in yeoville, i been through the f***in ghetto, i´ll f***ing stab you f***er, im f***in danger, i been through it all ekse, you see this f***in scar, its from a f***in bullet, went rite through ekse. f***in im from f***in yeoville and i´ll stab you´
as you can imagine, i was packing out on the floor, im talkin packing tents here. the skinny cape man nearly stabbed with his butter knife. shit!
all in all, i wasnt drunk and the cipher was wak.
so this sub-mash expedition gets
8-) 8-) 8-)
coolguy smilies out of five. come on, i got major a**.
peace and may the coolguy smilies be with you
big sam
as
bitch cracker man
in
´wow, what beautiful breasts!´
