So I was in the drive-thru at KFC yesterday...

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Sticky Icky Green Stuff

Beautiful people I have a story to share with you, a short and confusing story of love, struggle, and domestic violence.

It'll probably make the story more interesting if I give you some background on the basic area it happened.  I work just off 9 Mile Road, you may have heard of the movie 8 Mile with that one white rapper dude, I forget his name but he's alright.  anyway, 8 Mile is like the borderline before you step into poverty.  after that the closer you get to Detroit the more fucked up things get.   It's some gangster ass shit.

Anyway to the story.  So I'm waiting in line to order at the drive thru to score a couple white meat original recipe breasts for me and my pops when all of a sudden I hear a crazy scream that led almost instantly into what seemed to be a taping of Jerry Springer or something.  I'm not sure how to be politically correct about this, this day in age but I'll try my best.  

So all of a sudden I place my order and this lady who I can't quite see is seriously freaking out in rage and possibly fear.  Another ladies voice starts to yell and scream, it sounded like a female family member or friend helping to protect the other or something.   I could not see what the hell was going on at first because of the big brick/concrete wall that surrounds the parking lot from the houses behind it.  

Okay so I just ordered some breasts finally and I'm sitting there with a couple cars in front of me and then I look in my rear view mirror and there is this young black kid saggin thug style behind me chucking these's huge piece's of white brick from the wall at whoever was on the other side.   after watching this kid jump over the wall a couple times I heard the lady shout "YOU A BROKE ASS NIGGA!! - CALL 911!!!!" and then there was some yelling for a second.

I'm sitting there wondering if I should roll my window up or something but it was too damn juicy.  At the risk of being shot I investigated further.  

I see a fairly robust black woman in a hot pink skin tight outfit walking down the street flipping out on this phone.  The kid walking parallel with her but with a distance between them.  She was walking in front of the buildings he was walking behind.  I'm not sure if she said he was her son or if he was gang banging that lady or what.  but within I'd say under a minute there were two police cars there roaming around, then another two rolled by a minute or two later.  The lady at the counter took forever with my order (fucking bullshit) but she kept saying "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know" and I was like "it's a crazy day today" and we chuckled.

Nobody got shot or anything but It could have happened and I almost had to be a key witness to that shit.   Things are getting scary around here, people are starting to flip out.

johnnYYac

QuoteBeautiful people I have a story to share with you, a short and confusing story of love, struggle, and domestic violence.

It'll probably make the story more interesting if I give you some background on the basic area it happened.  I work just off 9 Mile Road, you may have heard of the movie 8 Mile with that one white rapper dude, I forget his name but he's alright.  anyway, 8 Mile is like the borderline before you step into poverty.  after that the closer you get to Detroit the more fucked up things get.   It's some gangster ass shit.

Anyway to the story.  So I'm waiting in line to order at the drive thru to score a couple white meat original recipe breasts for me and my pops when all of a sudden I hear a crazy scream that led almost instantly into what seemed to be a taping of Jerry Springer or something.  I'm not sure how to be politically correct about this, this day in age but I'll try my best.  

So all of a sudden I place my order and this lady who I can't quite see is seriously freaking out in rage and possibly fear.  Another ladies voice starts to yell and scream, it sounded like a female family member or friend helping to protect the other or something.   I could not see what the hell was going on at first because of the big brick/concrete wall that surrounds the parking lot from the houses behind it.  

Okay so I just ordered some breasts finally and I'm sitting there with a couple cars in front of me and then I look in my rear view mirror and there is this young black kid saggin thug style behind me chucking these's huge piece's of white brick from the wall at whoever was on the other side.   after watching this kid jump over the wall a couple times I heard the lady shout "YOU A BROKE ASS NIGGA!! - CALL 911!!!!" and then there was some yelling for a second.

I'm sitting there wondering if I should roll my window up or something but it was too damn juicy.  At the risk of being shot I investigated further.  

I see a fairly robust black woman in a hot pink skin tight outfit walking down the street flipping out on this phone.  The kid walking parallel with her but with a distance between them.  She was walking in front of the buildings he was walking behind.  I'm not sure if she said he was her son or if he was gang banging that lady or what.  but within I'd say under a minute there were two police cars there roaming around, then another two rolled by a minute or two later.  The lady at the counter took forever with my order (fucking bullshit) but she kept saying "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know" and I was like "it's a crazy day today" and we chuckled.

Nobody got shot or anything but It could have happened and I almost had to be a key witness to that shit.   Things are getting scary around here, people are starting to flip out.

They must be desperate for some Jacket!
The fact that my heart's beating is all the proof you need.

joey_rogo

that is crazy. but one question remains...did you try the double down?

mjkoehler

my thoughs exactly joey. I thought this was going to be a thread about that monstrocity.

Tracy 3000

I went to KFC one day at 11:53 am on a Sunday, 7 minutes before the Saints were to kick off on TV. I put in my order (3 piece meal, all white), pulled around and paid and left. I got home at 11:59, proud of myself to make kick off, when I noticed I had no food; had to drive back and as I pulled up the lady just held my order out the window and I snagged it as I drove by; she didn't say a word.

The Saints lost   :-/
Jim brings all his love, passion, energy and mystery to the stage and says, "I'm right here."

Crispy

QuoteI went to KFC one day at 11:53 am on a Sunday, 7 minutes before the Saints were to kick off on TV. I put in my order (3 piece meal, all white), pulled around and paid and left. I got home at 11:59, proud of myself to make kick off, when I noticed I had no food; had to drive back and as I pulled up the lady just held my order out the window and I snagged it as I drove by; she didn't say a word.

The Saints lost   :-/
And it was all your fault for messing up the fried chicken/drive-thru/football-space continuum...

(that and the bad mojo of getting all white meat)
"...it's gonna be great -- I mean me coming back with the band and playing all those hits again"

Taterbug

Quotethat is crazy. but one question remains...did you try the double down?


I DID eat the double down on a dare for lunch one day last week.
It was damn good until about 4 hours later when hit my large intestine.  I think it was the cheese.  
"Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle" Honest Abe

Sticky Icky Green Stuff

Quotethat is crazy. but one question remains...did you try the double down?

that thing looks weird.  no bun? shit son.

Sticky Icky Green Stuff

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Quotethat is crazy. but one question remains...did you try the double down?


I DID eat the double down on a dare for lunch one day last week.
It was damn good until about 4 hours later when hit my large intestine.  I think it was the cheese.  

was it a smooth dump though?  all greased up?

megalicious

Quotemy thoughs exactly joey. I thought this was going to be a thread about that monstrocity.

same here. i haven't tried the double down. it seems insane.

all facts begin as dreams dreamt by the wizard

Sticky Icky Green Stuff

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Quotemy thoughs exactly joey. I thought this was going to be a thread about that monstrocity.

same here. i haven't tried the double down. it seems insane.


that episode is pretty funny when he's snorting those chicken skin lines haha.  oh south park, thanks for not giving a fuck what you air.

Taterbug

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Quotethat is crazy. but one question remains...did you try the double down?


I DID eat the double down on a dare for lunch one day last week.
It was damn good until about 4 hours later when hit my large intestine.  I think it was the cheese.  

was it a smooth dump though?  all greased up?

It wasn't like a Play-Doh fun factory, no no... it was more like shooting cream of corn out of a potato launcher.
"Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle" Honest Abe

Sticky Icky Green Stuff

gross.  fuckin KFC is searchin for the main vein.

dcdub

I hate to change the subject when the double down is being discussed because I think its amazing, but I have some advice for you sticky: invest a couple hundred bucks in a decent firearm and some training. I'm with JJ- I hope someday the only gun I'll ever need is in my brain, but that is not the case right now. There are a lot of whack jobs out there, which is why i never leave home without my trusty Glock 22. If some crackhead wants to steal my wallet to go buy a rock I could give a shit less. I never carry cash and I'll just call and cancel my cards, joke's on you crackhead. But if someone is trying to hurt me or my family they're likely to get a .40HP to the chest. You gotta protect yourself man
Shooting in the dark as to what's best

Sticky Icky Green Stuff

QuoteI hate to change the subject when the double down is being discussed because I think its amazing, but I have some advice for you sticky: invest a couple hundred bucks in a decent firearm and some training. I'm with JJ- I hope someday the only gun I'll ever need is in my brain, but that is not the case right now. There are a lot of whack jobs out there, which is why i never leave home without my trusty Glock 22. If some crackhead wants to steal my wallet to go buy a rock I could give a shit less. I never carry cash and I'll just call and cancel my cards, joke's on you crackhead. But if someone is trying to hurt me or my family they're likely to get a .40HP to the chest. You gotta protect yourself man

to be honest I don't really like guns.  I have a couple hunting rifles/shotguns but I haven't gone hunting since I was in like 8th grade.  

my friend used to carry legally.  he a bad ass gun, top of line.  can  not for the life of me remember what it was called.  that shit scares me though, I'll tell ya another little story.

my friend was having a party, we had a couple kegs, a bunch of us were all jamming out super jam style, an overall feel good, great night.  

and then these two dickheads started being assholes and fucked themselves.  we had to kick them out, I walked with a couple friends to make sure the guys got in their fucking cars and peaced.  they were ghetto as fuck.  they were white though so it made them even more douchey.  so we tell them to fuck off and get out of here because they were causing problems, they spout some bullshit and drive off.

later that night they came back with a van of, I kid you not, shirtless thug like dudes meet guidos or something.  they were all flexin and rushing the house.  7 or 8 kids plus the two that we kicked out.  we had quiet a few dudes but there were way too many chicks and my friends mom in the house so we were not letting those fuckers in no matter what because all they wanted to do is destroy stuff.  not to mention we had like 20grand in musical equipment downstairs since all our music friends were there.  

long story short.  two of my friends got trapped outside when we had to shut the door.  there was about 15 of us piled on to the door holding these fuckers out.  then as soon as they let up the door swung open and my friend pulled his gun out.  he was like 5-6feet away from this HUGE dude.  I swear to god that is the closest I've ever been to literally seeing someone get their brains blown out.  The cops came and they all scampered away.  kinda ruined the rest of the night.  the two friends who got stuck outside were in brawls.  my one friend wouldn't hurt a fly and some dude sucker punched him so they fought it out and then the other friend busted his head up in the bushes fighting one of the guys we initially kicked out.

that shit is part of the reason I don't like partying with my friends at huge parties anymore.  too many of my friends like to fight people who talk shit.  





dcdub

Sounds like if the cops had been a few seconds later you guys would have been effed without protection. Alcohol/drugs and guns are not a good mix at all. I have a couple beers almost every night, but I've had to refrain from partying since I started carrying. If I feel like getting drunk, like when my family comes over for instance, I'll put the gun away before I get carried away.
I live in a pretty safe neighborhood. Most of our neighbors are middle aged and older couples with families and don't pose much of a threat. Unfortunately some not so nice neighborhoods have been built up around mine in the past 5-10 years and it scares me. If someone were to break into my house they would have plenty of time to do lots of damage before the cops would show up. I was talking to a police officer the other week and he told me people in our area are better off having a camera so they can see the suspect than a security alarm because it takes the cops so long to respond in this area
Shooting in the dark as to what's best

Sticky Icky Green Stuff

QuoteSounds like if the cops had been a few seconds later you guys would have been effed without protection. Alcohol/drugs and guns are not a good mix at all. I have a couple beers almost every night, but I've had to refrain from partying since I started carrying. If I feel like getting drunk, like when my family comes over for instance, I'll put the gun away before I get carried away.
I live in a pretty safe neighborhood. Most of our neighbors are middle aged and older couples with families and don't pose much of a threat. Unfortunately some not so nice neighborhoods have been built up around mine in the past 5-10 years and it scares me. If someone were to break into my house they would have plenty of time to do lots of damage before the cops would show up. I was talking to a police officer the other week and he told me people in our area are better off having a camera so they can see the suspect than a security alarm because it takes the cops so long to respond in this area

Cops can be ridiculous about responding to B&E's/thefts, etc.  It's fucking annoying.  The cops have no problem sitting in somebodies driveway or behind some sign to bust you with a speeding ticket but when it comes to taking care of real crime it takes them 4+ hours to respond.

my friend got robbed last year and he knew the person who stole the shit, it was one of his neighbors.  he called the cops and it took them over 5hours to respond.  5 fucking hours.  Cops are a fucking joke.  They work for the prosecution and want your money.  They're no better than the criminals.  Sharks waiting to gladly ruin your life in the name of "justice".

.Walt

Sticky? I never thought you'd even think about being a snitch.
Key witness = snitch! Come on, player!

Much Greater Than Science Fiction

Sticky Icky Green Stuff

QuoteSticky? I never thought you'd even think about being a snitch.
Key witness = snitch! Come on, player!


shit son I aint no snitch.  the only time you do not snitch on 187's are when you're scared they'll find and kill you.  Worst case scenario I would be dealin with some "broke ass nigga" who is probably drunk.  I'm not scared of that guy.  The kid throwing concrete chunks was more of a "please don't hit my car with one of those" types of scared.  I'd rat the fuck out of some chump ass hurtin' women.  even one's three times my size in florescent clothes 12 sizes too small.

Sticky Icky Green Stuff