I thought that I was the only who looked at shyt over and over on some
shyt.
One time about 1 in the morning I just came inside the crib from smoking all night out in the park, I went to the kitchen, opened the fridge and saw a pack of bologna like on some
shyt. So I said I'm about to get busy
. I take out the frying pan and turn the stove on, not realizing that it never ignited I put 2 slices in the pan, so I stand up there like its sizzling, mixing it around with the fork and shyt, never realized that the fire wasn't on (mind you I smell the gas, not not giving a fukk)my dumbass thought the reason that it wasnt cooking was because the pan was too small, so I got a pot and put it on the stove and emptied the whole pack of bologna in the pot on some
shyt. I'm mixing this shyt like scrambled eggs, nothing cooking, next thing I know my brother comes in on some
"fukk you doing niqqaaaaaaaaaa?!" I told him
"I'm making breakfast and lunch for the week you bytchass niqqa
" this dude says ..........
"aight, I know you high now! Turn off the gas man..........TURN OF DAMN GAS!
"
I was like
, I know , I know. Then I opened the window and lit the stove and started cooking the bologna, it was like 20 slices in the pot, the fire is wild high and shyt is SIZZLING
like Benihana, the smoke alarm goes off and pop dukes comes in the kitchen with my brother on some Bill Cosby tone "Just.....what.....do.....you......think.....you're ....doing?"
I told him that I was making breakfast and lunch for the week
. Niqqa told me to take the pot off the stove, so I did and then he said, "take your hot bologna ass and sit on the stoop and don't come back until you eat all of that shyt!"
I go outside, dudes from. My block still out there chillin, they see me and come over to the stoop and ask me why I got a pot outside. I told them I was hungry and I made bologna, half of them niqqas was like "YEAH BOY!" because the was high too, so I let dudes reach in the pot and take slices, pops opened the window and said, " put them shyt back, he gotta eat all of those by himself!" Maaaaan I ate that whole pack of hot bologna, shyt got tiring, I folded them shyts up like tacos, nibbled on the like caterpillars eating leaves, I created mad styles to eat that shyt. My dudes were on some
Haven't had bologna since, that's my word brehs.
