I had a prison yard swole ass mexican dude come poundin on my door when i was livin in crime zone back when i was 16. Dude demanded to know if Throndor was home.
I told him casually..... "nah bro, he just went to the store"
Dude proceeded to start makin threats, tellin me "well, when you see him tell that lil bitch...."
That was when i bombed on him, aiming about a fooy and a half behind his head, knocking him unconscious, then i shut the door, locked the deadbolt, and proceeded to spark up a blunt with 8-head Ed and a bunch of the other crips in the neighborhood i used to chill with after they tried to jump me 2-3 months after i moved into their hood.
Dude got up a few minutes later, yelling "fuck" before stompin away off my porch.
Good times. Never found out who sent him to my house, but i suspect it was my girlfriends sureno heroin dealing dad. He didnt like me much
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