lol, how this happen??? i know some Armenians in Glendale that go crazy off that white...
Kinda long story but I'll say it like this, I have a dairy allergy and sometimes when I have flare ups I clear my throat loud as fukk

. This would happen rarely but every time I did somebody in the next room would beat on the wall. Everybody was loud in that place so it wasn't a big deal until one day I'm in the shower and I hear some nikka beatin at the door wit a fukked up accent "OPEN DA DOOR YOU FACKING NEEKER." I think I'm trippin cause I think somebody goin off on someone in the hallway. But my girl says it's somebody at OUR door

I get out, throw some clothes on and I cant find the nikka, so I go to the elevator and guess who's comin out with waxed eyebrows and a old silk Versace button down

, a 6'3 Zaza Pachulia lookin mufukka.
He had went downstairs to tell the front desk he wanted me out the building. I ask him, "Was you the one at my door callin me a nikka?

"
He straight up says, "YES YOU FACKING NEEKER SO BACK UP" With his hand in my face. Me: "I aint movin, take one more step in my direction bruh

"
We goin back and forth and outta nowhere he makes the sound at me that I MAKE WHEN I CLEAR MY THROAT

like a fukkin psycho.
So I hit the nikka with a right and he STUMBLES DOWN THE HALL LIKE THIS NIKKA
I literally stand there like

expecting I would have to chop this nikka down, but I see him bout to get up and the only thing in my mind is
So I run up on some UFC shyt tryna throw punches from the top, but he hits me with a nice ass sprawl

and gets me in a weak ass headlock. From the botton I start taggin his nuts like
He basically taps out saying he dont wanna fight no more cause he see that I was on some deathmatch shyt. He stands up confused as fukk and goes back to his room. I go downstairs to let the front desk know the situation cause they would get nikkas locked up on the regular. The bytch at the front desk was on some BS like, "He told me that YOU have been causing a disturbance for MONTHS

"
"

bytch I ONLY BEEN HERE FOR THREE WEEKS"
I say fukk it and head back to the elevator, and out comes the Armenian nikka again

, and the first thing he says to me is "WHAT HAPPENED?

"
He says all he remembers is coming out the elevator, then standing in front of the mirror in his room with blood in his mouth

.
All in all, the whole reason this started is because he has the same allergy and reaction as me, and he thought I was clearing my throat TO MAKE FUN OF HIM DOING THE SAME THING IN HIS ROOM, WHICH I NEVER HEARD.
DONT BE BROKE IN LA BREHS
