CRACK ATTACK!
He'll front it to you. Bobby Brown will, that is. You're good for your money. Just because you don't have a job or any feasible means of making money doesn't mean you can't. After all, the government feels you're good enough to use in one of their little project buildings. And if the government trusts you to not screw up their project, then why shouldn't your crack dealer? There's no way he has higher standards than the government.
After much walking and arm scratching you come to the steps of the building where your dealer resides. You ascend the stairway and knock on the door. After a few moments the door swings open and he stares at you coldly for a few seconds until he recognises you. Then he looks pissed.
"What the hell do you want?" He asks you.
"I was.. I was uh..." You stutter and stammer.
"Just spit it out, boy." He says to you.
"I need some crack." You say to him, not intending on sounding so desperate.
"Man, what the fuck I tell you 'bout shoutin' like that?! I don't need no po-po up in my shit."
You look around, all edgy and wide-eyed. "Can I come inside?"
"Hell no you can't come inside. You got some money?" He asks you.
"About that..."
"Ah hell no!" He steps back and starts to close the door.
"Wait!!" You say. "I'm good for the money!"
"The fuck you is. You a crack headed cracker mother fucker. Ain't no crack heads good for nothin'." He continues to close the door on you.
Desperation takes you then and you say something that you never thought you would say. "I'll suck your dick!" You yell.
He stops closing the door and looks at you more seriously. That certainly got his attention, you think. "What the fuck did you just say?" He asks you.
"I uh..." You look around to make sure no one heard you, and satisfied no one has, you repeat yourself barely above a nervous whisper. "I said I'll suck your dick."
A smile spreads across his face. He unzips his pants and liberates his dick from its denim prison. You stare at the monstrous black cock in awe, as it throbs and pulsates in all of it's swollen glory. You gulp, not sure if you're really gonna go through with it.
"If I do it..." You begin, "You'll give me the crack?"
He nods, "The better you do, the more crack you get."
You nod.
"One more thing," He says to you, "If I don't come, you get nothing."
Shit. On one hand you don't want to suck anyone's dick. But on the other hand... You can get crack for this! Crack! You can smoke crack.
After much walking and arm scratching you come to the steps of the building where your dealer resides. You ascend the stairway and knock on the door. After a few moments the door swings open and he stares at you coldly for a few seconds until he recognises you. Then he looks pissed.
"What the hell do you want?" He asks you.
"I was.. I was uh..." You stutter and stammer.
"Just spit it out, boy." He says to you.
"I need some crack." You say to him, not intending on sounding so desperate.
"Man, what the fuck I tell you 'bout shoutin' like that?! I don't need no po-po up in my shit."
You look around, all edgy and wide-eyed. "Can I come inside?"
"Hell no you can't come inside. You got some money?" He asks you.
"About that..."
"Ah hell no!" He steps back and starts to close the door.
"Wait!!" You say. "I'm good for the money!"
"The fuck you is. You a crack headed cracker mother fucker. Ain't no crack heads good for nothin'." He continues to close the door on you.
Desperation takes you then and you say something that you never thought you would say. "I'll suck your dick!" You yell.
He stops closing the door and looks at you more seriously. That certainly got his attention, you think. "What the fuck did you just say?" He asks you.
"I uh..." You look around to make sure no one heard you, and satisfied no one has, you repeat yourself barely above a nervous whisper. "I said I'll suck your dick."
A smile spreads across his face. He unzips his pants and liberates his dick from its denim prison. You stare at the monstrous black cock in awe, as it throbs and pulsates in all of it's swollen glory. You gulp, not sure if you're really gonna go through with it.
"If I do it..." You begin, "You'll give me the crack?"
He nods, "The better you do, the more crack you get."
You nod.
"One more thing," He says to you, "If I don't come, you get nothing."
Shit. On one hand you don't want to suck anyone's dick. But on the other hand... You can get crack for this! Crack! You can smoke crack.