So friday I had a run in with the po-leese. Allow me to whore my way through the unabridged version of the story:
Friday - 8:45pm - Gurnee, IL
I receive a text from my friend, Joe: "what u on tonight?"
Me: "Headed back home from Six Flags now"
Joe: "u tryna blo? Lulu got that job n said she rollin 4 celebration bluntz"
Me: "dam.... I might could fuxwit that but I might be dead by the time I get home"
Joe: "cmon blood.... 4 Ls"
Me: "I'll let you know when I get home if Im gonna make it"