February 5th, 2022 King Von Dayvon Bennett. 5:42 am.
" Come out, come out where ever you are." I heard booka coming up the stairs, there I stood at corner waiting for him to come up so I can bat this nigga inna head with my baseball bat.
He came right up the stairs, and ran straight into the wall." Damn, who put this wall here?"
I tried my best to keep my composure as Booka felt his way through the hallway. As soon as he came my way I hit him upside the head with my baseball bat quickly flicking on the light.
Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
" Damn, folks nem what's wrong?" I asked quickly tossing the baseball bat down the stairs with a big smile on my face.
" You think you slick huh?" He asked rubbing his forehead," This wall just punched me, you just put something right there."
" What?" I said now softly chuckling, looking back at Boss top who was peeking his out head out from my room.
Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
" You definitely need to sit down, you just ran into that wall a little bit too hard." I said leading him down the stairs and into the living room.
" Nah, me and that wall needa run our fades." I shook my head, pushing him onto the couch. I couldn't help but erupt into laughter.
I know y'all might think we childish but I don't gaf what y'all think. Ion care how old I get I will never get tired of playing hide and seek inna dark. Durk bitch ass post to be here but that old ass nigga pushing 30 so he can't stay up like he used to.
Later on that day.
" Washannin yall." I said setting the phone up as I started my live, I watched as the viewers jumped up from 1 to 1,512." What y'all up to?
I showed my grills, as I skimmed through the comments.
