"ring ring muthafucka"
I ignored my phone, this shit could wait until the sun was up.
"I know you hear yo phone ringin muthaafucka"
I tried goin the fuck back to sleep.
"PICK UP THIS MUTHAFUCKIN PHONE BEFORE I THROW MY PREGNANT ASS THROUGH YOU WINDOW!"
"PREGNANT? I AM NOT WATCHING THIS NIGGA!" I screamed at Stocking as I jumped out of bed, "AND WHERE THE FUCK IS MY HAPPY GRASS BITCH?" this nigga fuckin promised me she's gimme dat shit if I watched her brats.
Lyin gothic ass long haired long titty no nipple havin ass bitch.
"Oh I'm fuckin sorry I gave it to Jesus"
"Jesus has his own weed up on the weed cloud in fuckin heaven," I was sick of this nigga.
triplets and a motherfuckin nother one on the way? Bitch needs to slow the fuck down, she suckin more dick than the college kids (atleast 300 dicks a day), I'm not gonna be stuck lookin after all her nappy headed little ass bitches.
"Nigga Jesus wanted the weed and if I wanted that D I had to give it too him."
"NIGGA. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN ON THE D."
"DON'T TELL ME HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE"
"THEN DON'T MAKE ME WATCH YO KIDS"
We heard gunshots in the distance
Christmas Eve was here
YOU ARE READING
Now Sit Down All You Bitches And Hoes, I Got A Story To Tell..
HumorPanty and Stocking switch personalities in this tale of their adult lives. Every Christmas Eve they get together to get high off their asses. All stories are told from Panty's point of view.
