The last time I can remember, was right after HS, at a Chinese buffet. Cousin and I went to get some lunch, and were gonna slide to some party, OT that night. Guess he didn't eat what I ate.
By 7'o clock that night, it felt like Tyson was giving me repeated gut shots, to the stomach.
The pain was excruciating. I couldn't do shyt, but fold up on the bed, and the floor, like a bytch.
It was summertime, 80s degree weather, on a Friday nite, and I was done for. I remember I was
HOT.
But the pain was so bad, I said...
"fukk everything!"
My cousin was still hittin me, wit the...
"We still slidin, right?"
I remember, I renounced that ngga.
The shyts and the vomiting, came over night. I remember the stomach pain was so bad on the toilet (I was only down to my boxers), I ripped those MFers to shreds, from around my feet, on some
It's still traumatizing for me to go to a Chinese buffet til this day.
