This is for the people that care and the people that laughed. Not just here. It's all love.
but for the record, I was dead ass serious about most of the shyt I posted. here's a joke. not my joke. but it's still a joke.
a boy is walking down the street with chicken wire. an old man see him and asks "the fukk you going with that, lil nikka?"
the boy responds, "I'm going to catch some chickens!"
this broke ass herb nikka says "you can't catch no chickens like dat, bae. frfr...jus...nah son..."
5 hours later the boy walks past that old dude with like 8 chickens for the fam.
aight...so like...the next day the boy is walking down the street wit some duct tape. jay-z says, "wutchu bout to do with that duct tape? hoffa! dash!"
the kid says he bout to catch some ducks. and of course that booth poster doubted him.
brehs...no shyt....
the lil nikka came back with like 8 ducks to quiet the stomach rumbalins.
3rd day
this fatherless child is walking down the street like he always does. The old head can't see through his dated shutter shades and axes the boy, "
what you got today, dirty?"
the boy replies, "It's a p*ssy willow
"
The old man: "
LET ME GRAB MY HAT!!!"
bye!
quick edit: i'ma rep some nikkas on my way out. I got about 16 hours or so before shyt hits the fan.
but for the record, I was dead ass serious about most of the shyt I posted. here's a joke. not my joke. but it's still a joke.
a boy is walking down the street with chicken wire. an old man see him and asks "the fukk you going with that, lil nikka?"
the boy responds, "I'm going to catch some chickens!"
this broke ass herb nikka says "you can't catch no chickens like dat, bae. frfr...jus...nah son..."
5 hours later the boy walks past that old dude with like 8 chickens for the fam.
aight...so like...the next day the boy is walking down the street wit some duct tape. jay-z says, "wutchu bout to do with that duct tape? hoffa! dash!"
the kid says he bout to catch some ducks. and of course that booth poster doubted him.
brehs...no shyt....
the lil nikka came back with like 8 ducks to quiet the stomach rumbalins.
3rd day
this fatherless child is walking down the street like he always does. The old head can't see through his dated shutter shades and axes the boy, "
what you got today, dirty?"the boy replies, "It's a p*ssy willow
"The old man: "
LET ME GRAB MY HAT!!!"bye!
quick edit: i'ma rep some nikkas on my way out. I got about 16 hours or so before shyt hits the fan.
worse than he who shall not be named?
you'll be back on your feet soon 
