Magg

I have a fast car. I go fast in my fast car.

This morning on my way home from picking up breakfast at the local VONS, as I'm driving through my community I notice a gray pickup truck behind me and I get the feeling I'm being followed.

I drive as usual, pull into my driveway and into the garage...

The pickup comes in behind and stops... 2 gangstars get out (ones on my right behind the car thinking I dont know hes there) the other comes up on my left about 5-10 feet away from my open door and says

"Stop racing down that street... something something... theres kids... something something..."


Im like, "What street?"

Hes like " Faith and something something"

Im like, "Which???"

Hes like "That street stop fucking racing down it or you'll have a bunch of gangmembers at this house, we were looking for you last night".

I say, "Ok..." and proceed to carry my groceries out of the car and they leave.


Now, my question to the GFY fatties is ... should I burn down their house, blow up their car with a mix of pool cleaner dropped into their gas tank via a ping pong ball, then shoot their knee caps out?