So today started pretty much like any other day. I woke up at 4am, hit snooze and woke up again at 4:09am. I showered and got ready for work and out the door I went.
On the way to work I was still out of it as usual and accidentally cut this guy off. Well he races up beside me and is just mean muggin me. I roll down my window and tell him "it's no problem man. I didn't hit you". This 50 year old ******* decides to call me a dumbass. So I lean into him and force him to the shoulder. When we came to a stop, I beat on his hood like a real G would. I saw that bitch *** dialin the popos on his cell. I called him a pussy and head back on my way.
As I'm creepin up near work I see some homies in the ghetto I know playing capture the flag. I decided to be late for work and join them for some honest fun. I see a sweet *** vantage point on top of the water tower, so I climb it. Next thing you know, 5.0 rolls up and my homies all have warrants so they book like nobodies business. I get down and as I am 3 rungs from getting down this ******* cop snatches me by my collar and throws me to the ground all yellin at me and shit. I tell him the story and he is all like ya, whatever. Tries saying I was gonna tag the water tower and shit. After hearing numerous gunshot calls over the radio(yet they have me detained) he finally opens the door and said I need to thank him. I politely told him Gs don't thank pigs. He then hands me a ticket for tresspass and says get the hell out.
While I am at work I hit my Visa accounts online to check balances and what not. I see this charge from the radisson for a smooth G. I'm like wtf? Then I remembered staying at that hotel with 4 of my real close buddies. I call the hotel for some 411. Bish there says we tore up da joint and were hittin teh blunts while we were there. Told me about pictures and shit. I told her I didn't sign no contract for them to charge me for damages. I'm thinkin bout reversing that shit, but I dunno.
So now I'm on my way home cruising down the road in my lifted suburban 2WD. I see these idiot street sweepers and roll right over em like a real badass. I was like bigfoot dawg.
My mind wanders again and I crept up to 80 in a 50 without realizing it. I of course get pulled over. This guy had some wood for me. Callin me son and shit. Gave me a ticket. Funny thing is he listed my shit as a GMC instead of a Chevy. Ima fight that ticket in court now I think.
So I need the forum to help me decide if I should fold, crumple or do a hybrid of both during my afternoon shit?