1. have you ever had to hire a mover / moving van to relocate?
2. have you ever had to beat the mover's ass?
WELL I ALMOST DID.
so i'm at the old house in fremont this morning, moving shit to the new house... were loading things up and packin shit up... anyways, i'm on my way out to my car to put a box in there and i pass by one of the movers, and i asked him "hey mane, can you grab those two boxes for me and put em in your truck?"
he said "what?"
"can you grab those 2 boxes for me and put em in your truck?"
"NO"
now that shocked me. i'm lookin at this person square in the eye waiting for an indication that he was only fuckin around, but this punk ass down under boomerang throwin crocodile fuckin BITCH wasn't playin when he said that shit... instead he had this stupid ass look on his face that needed to be wiped off with my brass knuckles, and he blurted out
"haven't you ever heard of please or thank you? what the fuck do you think we are, you're gotdamned lackeys?"
i looked at his ass, stunned... like "did he really just say that shit to me? has this muthafucka lost his mind??"
i told him "nigga you been instructed, pick those gotdamned boxes up and put em in the truck"
and i went to my car to put my shit in... went back into the house... he passed me by holding a big box and muttered
"who the fuck do you think you are?"
i flipped him the finger, grabbed my nuts, and went upstairs to talk to my dad... he said "just ignore it, they might do something to our cargo"
"YOU KNOW WHAT DAD, I'M HAPPY YOU'RE HERE... BECAUSE IF YOU WEREN'T HERE, I'D PUT HANDS ON THAT BITCH RIGHT NOW!"
the mover overheard what i had said :classic::devious: and replied from downstairs saying "you arent gonna do anything because i'll eat you up"
i yelled "I WISH YOU WOULD, MUTHAFUCKA!!" as my dad tried to calm me down, and talked to the movers as they were telling my dad some bullshit about "your son is disrespectful and has a bad attitude... he's been doing it all morning"
"BITCH I GOT A BAD ATTITUDE BECAUSE YOU KEEP FUCKIN WITH ME..."
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"oh have i really had a bad attitude this morning? well the describe it to me"
and he couldn't put together a complete sentence that pertains to me having a bad attitude or being disrespectful
i left the house because if i stuck around, i was gonna end up havin to chunk it with this hoe ass muthafucka... i went to the new house in Scrublin, where my dad called me up to tell me "you should stay out of the movers way, because i don't want you getting into a fight with them, they're handling our cargo..."
so i spent the afternoon in Barnes & Noble and i called my mom to ask her where the fuck she got these movers from, and she told me that they were rude to her to.... so my sister picked me up so we can have lunch, and then she dropped me off at Barnes & Noble afterwards... i told her "if this bitch starts some shit with anybody in the house, give me a call... i'm giving him an ultimatum, show us respect or get fucked up."
i just had to vent....
i hope i don't catch this fool in traffic...
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no wait, i hope i do :devious:
2. have you ever had to beat the mover's ass?
WELL I ALMOST DID.
so i'm at the old house in fremont this morning, moving shit to the new house... were loading things up and packin shit up... anyways, i'm on my way out to my car to put a box in there and i pass by one of the movers, and i asked him "hey mane, can you grab those two boxes for me and put em in your truck?"
he said "what?"
"can you grab those 2 boxes for me and put em in your truck?"
"NO"
now that shocked me. i'm lookin at this person square in the eye waiting for an indication that he was only fuckin around, but this punk ass down under boomerang throwin crocodile fuckin BITCH wasn't playin when he said that shit... instead he had this stupid ass look on his face that needed to be wiped off with my brass knuckles, and he blurted out
"haven't you ever heard of please or thank you? what the fuck do you think we are, you're gotdamned lackeys?"
i looked at his ass, stunned... like "did he really just say that shit to me? has this muthafucka lost his mind??"
i told him "nigga you been instructed, pick those gotdamned boxes up and put em in the truck"
and i went to my car to put my shit in... went back into the house... he passed me by holding a big box and muttered
"who the fuck do you think you are?"
i flipped him the finger, grabbed my nuts, and went upstairs to talk to my dad... he said "just ignore it, they might do something to our cargo"
"YOU KNOW WHAT DAD, I'M HAPPY YOU'RE HERE... BECAUSE IF YOU WEREN'T HERE, I'D PUT HANDS ON THAT BITCH RIGHT NOW!"
the mover overheard what i had said :classic::devious: and replied from downstairs saying "you arent gonna do anything because i'll eat you up"
i yelled "I WISH YOU WOULD, MUTHAFUCKA!!" as my dad tried to calm me down, and talked to the movers as they were telling my dad some bullshit about "your son is disrespectful and has a bad attitude... he's been doing it all morning"
"BITCH I GOT A BAD ATTITUDE BECAUSE YOU KEEP FUCKIN WITH ME..."
...
...
"oh have i really had a bad attitude this morning? well the describe it to me"
and he couldn't put together a complete sentence that pertains to me having a bad attitude or being disrespectful
i left the house because if i stuck around, i was gonna end up havin to chunk it with this hoe ass muthafucka... i went to the new house in Scrublin, where my dad called me up to tell me "you should stay out of the movers way, because i don't want you getting into a fight with them, they're handling our cargo..."
so i spent the afternoon in Barnes & Noble and i called my mom to ask her where the fuck she got these movers from, and she told me that they were rude to her to.... so my sister picked me up so we can have lunch, and then she dropped me off at Barnes & Noble afterwards... i told her "if this bitch starts some shit with anybody in the house, give me a call... i'm giving him an ultimatum, show us respect or get fucked up."
i just had to vent....
i hope i don't catch this fool in traffic...
...
....
...
no wait, i hope i do :devious:
