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A wonderful Sunday morning of TNB

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So this past Sunday morning I awoke from a night of drinking and smoking with my friends and brother, a usual night spent in North Atlanta amongst our group of buds.

Well, my friend was passed out on the floor and my brother was passed out on my bed, we awoke around ten in the morning with the sun shining and my good friend called his girlfriend over. Tired, but ready for another fun day, we got off our butts and into my car and drove to the gas station near my house for drinks and food.

As usual, my brother was the first out of the car to hurry, grab his merchandise and head on out. As he goes in, he says something to my friend and I that we couldn't hear due to the door closing and cutting his voice short.

So we step into the gas station and aside from the cool blast of wind from the AC, we are greeted by an extremely loud burst of laughter from a nigger who is saying something along the lines of "I slap dat nigga silly, shiiit! knawhumsayin" what we classify as inaudible bullshit as we stare at eachother and laugh at the hilarious TNB. Then we decide to venture through our regularly visited gas station and see what we will have to eat and drink when something stops me dead in my tracks.

My fourteen year old 120 pound brother walks by the nigger and his utterly stoned friend and says to my brother "Man you lucky as fuh I don' slap da shit out you nigga, man I don' even play aroun lie dat, i whup a niggas ay-ass" or something along those lines. Well at that point, like a vinyl coming to a screeching and abrupt halt on a record player in the movies, I pause dead in my tracks and so does my friend. What the fuck did that nigger just say?!?! Already I am burning up inside, I am a fucking teapot boiling inside ready to fucking explode, but I'm not there yet. You can call me a cracker, you can threaten me, you can say you fucked my dead relatives, I will stick up for myself, back you down, but the anger inside me is generally quelled, you can do that if you want but there is only one person on Earth I would give my life for and that is my brother and the wrong waste of life has threatened to harm the life of someone who will be a potential rocket scientists to your inferior self, someone who I love far more then anyone on this planet, someone who has already contributed more of his life to society by simply sitting around and playing video games than you ever will.

So in a most visibly calm and collected manner, I look at my brother as I stand no more then two feet from this greasy ape who has no idea who I am or that this red haired kid is with me and I ask my brother "what was that about?" he doesn't answer, I ask him again, still no answer, by the third time he just mumbles something inaudibly, so I pull him aside to ask him why this filthy, inbred, un-evolved, ape was threatening him and he tells me that when he walked in he told my friends girlfriend to jokingly "shut that ruckus up" and it just so happened that the niggers were being loud and obnoxious enough that they decided he must be talking to them, even though he was talking to someone else. So I get pissed realizing now that these niggers are just looking for an easy target seeing as niggers can't fucking fight.

My friend comes over and I explain the situation to him, which goes from a hushed whisper to a full on shout fest where I use the word nigger more then 5 times and threaten to kill "some ape ass niggers" more then 8 times. By the time I am done venting verbally, I look up and see both niggers and the cashier staring at me, they've heard everything and then some of what I have just proposed to do. The cashiers jaw is agape and the niggers faces are pale white, just like us white cracker mofuggers and shiii, THEY'VE HEARD EVERYTHING! So I tell my friend that if they say ONE MORE THING to my brother, I will kill them, they're fucking deader then dead and that's a fact. My friend looks at me and says something that makes the congenitally failing hearts of these two niggers to drop in their tripe, chitterlin and fried chicken infested colons and then force out all their fecal matter into their already shit stained pants, "Don't fight in here, we can get them when they go outside".

So, we step up the counter so close behind these two apes that we've actually boxed them in between a display of twinkies, the cash register and us and one of them cowers in front of the one who got them into this angry white boy mess and acts like he had nothing to do with it because he didn't say anything. The antagonist nigger is mumbling inaudible bullshit with so much fear in him that he won't even move. Finally the scared ape turns around to two blank expressions with bloodshot eyes sporting suitcases underneath them to make his next comment, but seeing as my friend has placed his girlfriend behind him and I have put my brother behind me, any comment they are dumb enough to make will only be acted upon by us, so instead of making a death wish, he just keeps his motherfucking mouth shut.

Now comes one of the more pathetic parts of the story. We buy our stuff and stand there, refusing to move, the nigger is now trying to get buddy buddy with us and on our good side, but in order to do it, he has to slide past me and act like I am not trapping his ass in our little circle, he then grabs his goods and as he is leaving, my friend slides past him while he opens the door and knocks him aside, the nigger pretends that he was just opening the door so that my friend could leave all along and in a cracked voice and polite manner the dumb ape says "go ahead, please". We then get to my car where I wait in the front seat as my friend begins packing a pack of cigarettes on the hood of my car while watching the dumb niggers to let them know what pussies they are. Finally one of the niggers says "pull the car to the side of the building so that they don't follow us". Seeing as our work was done, we left.


"...every man wants to write a book..." -- Assyrian proverb

"I can hoist a jack and I can lay a track, I can... pick and shovel too" -- Johnny Cash

 
Posted : 14/05/2008 10:37 am
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