Sweet
One of my earliest chimpfights was with a chimp named Lester. One day at recess he was arguing with one of my friends about an H.O. car iirc. Anyhow my nigger fatigue had been redlining for about a year.
I ran up behind him and shoved as hard as I could between the beasts shoulder blades, he fell face first and I kicked him in the ribs. A playground monitor saw the commotion and started heading our way so we pissed off.
Lester was a skinny nerdy nigger, and I felt kinda bad later, but fuck that nigger
A late in life chimpfight occured while I was on the job making a delivery. This big homeless junkie looking nogg, came up axeing fo fiyy dolluz so he could eat n sheeit.
I told the pavement ape I don't carry cash for just such an occasion and went about doing my job. It took the nigger about 30 seconds to process what I said ( incredibly fast for a nigger ).then it started chimping
A-Yo wuhchoo tryna say, yo , I ain't the one , I ain't playing muhfukka, then a bunch more bixnood. The street ape starts advancing, I tell it to stop , I feel threatened, back off, still keeps advancing so I just pulled my pepper spray and let him have it.
I got lots more, but it's really all the same
One of my early challenges was just going hands on. Just touching a disgusting nigger, nevermind fighting one, having their sweat on you , smelling them up close, they are just disgusting, but you have to let your righteous anger overcome that natural instinct
You should publish your memoirs in the opium den
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