Get a real name
Posted: Mon Jul 28, 08 3:44 amSo I was sitting outside in the neighbourhood, everyone went swimming and I had a headache, so I was just sitting with the olders, shooting the shit.
Eventually, one of the olders, we'll call him D, said lets go somewhere. So we just start walking around Lewisham, and eventually, we run into some guy they knew, but I didn't.
D from the moment we saw him evidently did not like this guy. We're about to walk past him when he says "You cool D?"
"Who the fuck you askin"
"What?"
D and him start talking and I know from that moment I know this is either going to end in two ways.
Either this guy is going to get tapped, or we're going to leave, and he'll be tapped later.
Me and the other olders (about 6 of them) all decide to go and sit on a nearby wall, about 3 meters away from them. First thing I ask is who D is talking to. "Eazy-E man" I laughed and pointed at Eazy, joking about ghosts and shit.
Eventually Eazy hears me and says "And what?"
"Your name is what"
"What about it"
"Stolen, just like your trainers"
Everyone starts laughing at him, and he points at me and tells me to get up and say somethin'
I can't even remember what I said at this point, all I know is I made a joke about his face and he punched me in the stomach. Worst fucking decision he ever made. Within seconds D found a bottle and broke it on Eazy's head, then punched him in the jaw. Eazy passed out.
No moral, no realisation, just felt like sharing my day.
Eventually, one of the olders, we'll call him D, said lets go somewhere. So we just start walking around Lewisham, and eventually, we run into some guy they knew, but I didn't.
D from the moment we saw him evidently did not like this guy. We're about to walk past him when he says "You cool D?"
"Who the fuck you askin"
"What?"
D and him start talking and I know from that moment I know this is either going to end in two ways.
Either this guy is going to get tapped, or we're going to leave, and he'll be tapped later.
Me and the other olders (about 6 of them) all decide to go and sit on a nearby wall, about 3 meters away from them. First thing I ask is who D is talking to. "Eazy-E man" I laughed and pointed at Eazy, joking about ghosts and shit.
Eventually Eazy hears me and says "And what?"
"Your name is what"
"What about it"
"Stolen, just like your trainers"
Everyone starts laughing at him, and he points at me and tells me to get up and say somethin'
I can't even remember what I said at this point, all I know is I made a joke about his face and he punched me in the stomach. Worst fucking decision he ever made. Within seconds D found a bottle and broke it on Eazy's head, then punched him in the jaw. Eazy passed out.
No moral, no realisation, just felt like sharing my day.
