I use to work with a few demonic bytches.
As in they got a kick out of witnessing other peopleS' down fall
you sound salty over that

I use to work with a few demonic bytches.
As in they got a kick out of witnessing other peopleS' down fall

Known one who just flips a switch when drinkin. It's deep inside him tho. Use to beat off to burkabytches hangin laundry while patrolling Afghanistan rooftops. Just drop trow and yoke. When he drinks his eyes go vacant and he stops talking. If you're a hoe he gropes and if you're any guy he swings at you. Sober he thinks he can be senator or president and means every word. Gives every girl he fukks plan b even if he wears a condom and nuts in it. One girl wouldn't take it so he drove her to the middle of the woods, took her phone and said he'd leave her if she didn't drink it. another he hid it in her mcmuffin. He did his basic training in Jordans too.

What the fukk kinda shyt is that?Yeah this one dude we used to pick on. He was pretty demonic at the time but was manageable. Later I heard he got into taking dudes into motels in hockey bags and torturing them. Sometimes he would transport them to a different motel in the hockey bag for more torture if things got hot.![]()

What the fukk kinda shyt is that?![]()
who are you? what was your old account name?
Don't try to act stupid. You know i've been one of your boys for a minute now 
Don't try to act stupid. You know i've been one of your boys for a minute now
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face. this other time he got jumped on some block in the bx and came back and let out a clip at the whole block and in his words "i didnt stop shooting til i saw an old lady drop hahahahahahaha". years later somebody we met that knew him told us he got caught touching a little boy and that was the last time we really hung out with him. dude was just a demon and i knew it was only a matter of time before we got into some shyt hanging with him. matta fact my boy got jumped one night walking around with him and the nikka just ran and let my boy catch a vicious beating. 