check it out, I am gon start this thread off wit da storie that got me stabbed.
Me, mi primoz and mi tia, were walkin back to the motel after going to the Santa Monica Pier one night. We were smokin a black and mild, just chillin kuz we had been there all day. When we heard sumone yell, " Fuck a Buster!!!!" We look'd at each other and then look'd over to see who said that. Sum fools were sitting on the porch of an appartment building. When we look'd the stood up and yell'd " Fuck norte, surtrese for life" I yell'd fuck u rata! And one of them whistled. like 10 sec. later we heard a whistle from behind us. We turn'd to see like 10 other skraps walk out of a shed. We look'd at each other and said "Here we go." We told my aunt to run and get the car. It was like a mile away at our motel. Well needless to say, they started walking towards us so we rush'd em. We started chunking and we fought for like 5 mins. Then all of a sudden I hear my kuz yell. I knew that foo was hurt. I look'd over just to see one of the skrapas from the shed hit him wit a bat in the back. I ran over there and hit the foo that hit my kuz. Then I feel sombody suckerpunch me from behind but they hit me in the side of my face. I turn'd around and hit that fool. By that time my kuz was back up. I start taking flight on that fool that sucker punch'd me. I hear some glass break but dont really pay any attention until i hear my other kuz, yell Krakker watch out. I turn around just as another fool slices my arm wit what turn'd out to be a broken bear bottle. I felt my arm go numb but I kept fighting. All of a sudden the skrapas take off running. I guess my kuz slammed sum fool's head into a curb and busted his shit up real bad. They take off and we take off after them, but we stop. We start walking back when I notice my shirt cover'd in blood, but didn't think anything about it when I feel a sharp ass pain in my arm. I say outloud, "man, my fuckin arm hurts from fuckin those fools up! HAHA My kuzin looks over and says " Fuck!!!!! Homie ur bleading!" I look over and see my Skin hanging there. I take my shirt off and tell my kuzin to wrap it around it. We start to run towards the motel when my aunt comes around the corner and tells us to get in. We get in and she looks at me. She saw the shirt and asked what happened. I told her nothing but my kuz say's "Fuck that he needs to go to the hospital" So she tells me to take the shirt off my arm so she kan see. I take it off slowly kuz my kuz like push'd the shirt into the wound wit his finger. I tensed up. She looked at it, didn't say anything and hauled ass to the hospital. Turns out that they got me two places. One of them need'd 15 stiches and the big one needed 25 staples.
Now lets hear sum of your stories of bad experiences wit skraps or what ever!!!!!
Me, mi primoz and mi tia, were walkin back to the motel after going to the Santa Monica Pier one night. We were smokin a black and mild, just chillin kuz we had been there all day. When we heard sumone yell, " Fuck a Buster!!!!" We look'd at each other and then look'd over to see who said that. Sum fools were sitting on the porch of an appartment building. When we look'd the stood up and yell'd " Fuck norte, surtrese for life" I yell'd fuck u rata! And one of them whistled. like 10 sec. later we heard a whistle from behind us. We turn'd to see like 10 other skraps walk out of a shed. We look'd at each other and said "Here we go." We told my aunt to run and get the car. It was like a mile away at our motel. Well needless to say, they started walking towards us so we rush'd em. We started chunking and we fought for like 5 mins. Then all of a sudden I hear my kuz yell. I knew that foo was hurt. I look'd over just to see one of the skrapas from the shed hit him wit a bat in the back. I ran over there and hit the foo that hit my kuz. Then I feel sombody suckerpunch me from behind but they hit me in the side of my face. I turn'd around and hit that fool. By that time my kuz was back up. I start taking flight on that fool that sucker punch'd me. I hear some glass break but dont really pay any attention until i hear my other kuz, yell Krakker watch out. I turn around just as another fool slices my arm wit what turn'd out to be a broken bear bottle. I felt my arm go numb but I kept fighting. All of a sudden the skrapas take off running. I guess my kuz slammed sum fool's head into a curb and busted his shit up real bad. They take off and we take off after them, but we stop. We start walking back when I notice my shirt cover'd in blood, but didn't think anything about it when I feel a sharp ass pain in my arm. I say outloud, "man, my fuckin arm hurts from fuckin those fools up! HAHA My kuzin looks over and says " Fuck!!!!! Homie ur bleading!" I look over and see my Skin hanging there. I take my shirt off and tell my kuzin to wrap it around it. We start to run towards the motel when my aunt comes around the corner and tells us to get in. We get in and she looks at me. She saw the shirt and asked what happened. I told her nothing but my kuz say's "Fuck that he needs to go to the hospital" So she tells me to take the shirt off my arm so she kan see. I take it off slowly kuz my kuz like push'd the shirt into the wound wit his finger. I tensed up. She looked at it, didn't say anything and hauled ass to the hospital. Turns out that they got me two places. One of them need'd 15 stiches and the big one needed 25 staples.
Now lets hear sum of your stories of bad experiences wit skraps or what ever!!!!!
