The journey from my hotel to a nearby gas station this evening was completely suffering from BULLSHITITIS. Remember this is filler shit. I'm throwing you a bone...
AND BY BONE I MEAN SHIT FROM THE ANUS OF A BULL.
Sometimes you can't just get from POINT A to POINT B without certain deviations from the your normal plan. My plan of course being an odyssey of epic proportions may have been slightly exaggerated but yet real to the concept of HOOD TRAVEL vs. NORMAL MOTHERFUCKER FEELING SAFE ABOUT ONE'S SITUATIONAL AWARENESS kind of travel.
I WAS KILLED ALMOST 11 TIMES!!!!!!
Ok ... maybe it was just 7.
Sorry, maybe more like 5. Yeah 5 seems more like it.
But those two dudes with COCK SMASHING white guy heat seeking missiles may be OVER THE TOP ... SOOOO...
Maybe it was just 2 GUYS!
2 GUYS that wanted my money (from my back pocket) at all costs.
BUT
Actually those 2 guys were just panhandling and weren't quite aggressive at all... as a matter of fact they were begging me for change.
AND WHEN I mean change... I mean like change that a single dude might except on a simple route from POINT A TO POINT B that really didn't have challenges at all.
SOOOOO...
Ok, so there was like this guy that asked me for some spare change AND I GAVE HIM LIKE $1.87 in change.
So there you have it. I gave some money to a homeless guy on the street.
SHIT THAT WAS FUCKING SCARY!
Anywho ... new shit around Halloween.
AGENT NEPTUNE
