
To my AFC(Average Frustrated Chump) friends. I have a few things you need to know about me and how I roll.
Over the past couple weeks your misguided frustration with me has been just that, misguided.
I fully understand why you like rolling with me and its all good. You see the hotties I roll with, the amounts of fun we have, the new people you get to meet. You want in on that, thats great i totaly understand!
I’ve come to accept that I might be viewed as a catalyst for the expansion of your social circle. BUT …there are rules to how I ROLL!
Rule #1 : Respect
Dont phone me in the middle of the night asking ” where the bitches @ ? ”
Fuck you man! Do I LOOK like your personal PIMP?
Shit like that is disrespectful to me … and the bitches!
Rule #2: Im gonna do what I wanna do
If we haven’t made prior arrangements for you and me to go somewhere or do something, Im gona do what I want to do. If its not in line with what you want to do..when then suck it. Your a hop-a-long on this pimp train so chill! getting all pissed off with me isnt going to help your situation.
Rule #3: …Dont Interupt me!
Now let me clarify this. When we are having a general conversation its cool. The nature of conversation is just that.
BUT when I specifically tell you ” dude, gimme a couple mins, I’d like to talk to this here lady…” Dont fucken interupt my convo! Shes not going anywhere…shes talking to me aint she?!
*sigh* I know..it sounds harshe dude…but damn! I’ve been trying to tell you this all
There are many other rules of etiquette that I wont get into. Im just a little pissed off at the moment and needed to highlight those three.
The Steed: My Mechanical Rolling device.

My Motobike - > Motomia Roma 250cc
So The Steed is sick.
I called the garage last friday to come pick it up to go have it serviced and fixed. I was promised that someone would come fetch it the following Monday . Monday comes and no one rocks up.
I try to call No answer. So Tuesday morning rolls around and STILL no one!
While watching the news I noticed news footage of a familiar building. The garage I was calling to come fetch my motorbike WAS ON FIRE!!
Shit!
I’ll have to make another plan. I guess I’m lucky.
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