LA brezza fuckerz - The resurrection

" To live in IV is not a privilege, nor is it always enjoyable. It is a place filled with temptations that thrives college students to do the unimaginable, both the good things and the bad things".

Friday. 6.00 PM PST.

Date: Undisclosed

"The Situation"

A good start to a good night begins with SHOTS. Pounded shot after shot like a motherfucker with my crew. It had been a long day of listening to bullshit teachers talking about bullshit stuff, i was agitated, my state of mind 10 shots in was lethal, i was looking for trouble and i was about to find it.

We went out on the streets around 7ish, i was fucked up and an overwhelming rush of adrenaline and aggression would soon overcome me. My main man ( let's call him J)  was holding on to his Sector 9 skateboard as we were drunkenly walking down the street looking for bitches who'd down to "party", a group of Hispanic guys approached us. 

They kept asking if they could try out J's 200$ board, as he told them to fuck off, one of the guys punched J straight in the fucking face jacked the board and they casually walked off.

J lost it, and i was almost there with him. He approached the motherfucker that threw he punch, now at this point the other two guys throw themselves over J and start throwin' punches. 

I think my name " The situation" says it all, i fucking lost it completely, jumped one of the guys and he ended up on the hood Of an nearby SUV.  

J was fucking crazy, he fucked one of the guys up good, there was a trail of blood on the street, bystanders soon broke up the fight, the Hispanic guys ran off - but without J's Board.

We casually walked away from the scene, although my Nose was Bleedin' like a vagina on her period  i felt fucking great, pain is just weakness leaving the body. 

 Now we knew what had to happen, we needed to find Bitches and fast, it was 8.00PM. 

J hooked us up with an invite to a Sorority Party on The main party street. 

We were both wearing leather Jackets, looked intimidating as fuck with our battle wounds.

- The Bitches went crazy.

Two hot sluts approached us as we entered, we did our usual thing, we'd done it so many times at that point, picking up girls like this was easy, obviously our battle wounds aided as vagina magnets. 

Turned out they were roommates, two blondes (9's), they took us into their room.......

To be continued