CRACK ATTACK!
You wander your way over to Bobby's residence and knock on the door. After a few moments the door swings open and he stares at you coldly until he recognizes you.
"What the Hell do you want?" he questions you. "I need some crack," you say, not intending to sound 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 edy and wide-eyed. "Can I come in?"
"Ah hell no!" He steps back and starts to close the door. "Wait!" You implore him. "I got money!"
He stops to reconsider. "Alright," he finally agrees. "Come in." And he ushers you through the door, checking to make sure no one is watching. He slams it shut and locks it, then turns his attention to you. "Gimme the money," he tells you. You fork over the loot. "Good," he says. "Now get the fuck out of here!" And he unlocks the door.
WHAT!? "What about the crack!?" you yowl in anguish. "Man, you a stupid crackheaded cracker. Don't you remember I fronted you a 20 sack a month ago. You never paid up! This $100 makes up the interest. Now get on outta here 'fore I bust a cap in yo white-ass!"
You leave Bobby's crack den dejectedly. This just isn't fair! Well what are you going to do now?
"What the Hell do you want?" he questions you. "I need some crack," you say, not intending to sound 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 edy and wide-eyed. "Can I come in?"
"Ah hell no!" He steps back and starts to close the door. "Wait!" You implore him. "I got money!"
He stops to reconsider. "Alright," he finally agrees. "Come in." And he ushers you through the door, checking to make sure no one is watching. He slams it shut and locks it, then turns his attention to you. "Gimme the money," he tells you. You fork over the loot. "Good," he says. "Now get the fuck out of here!" And he unlocks the door.
WHAT!? "What about the crack!?" you yowl in anguish. "Man, you a stupid crackheaded cracker. Don't you remember I fronted you a 20 sack a month ago. You never paid up! This $100 makes up the interest. Now get on outta here 'fore I bust a cap in yo white-ass!"
You leave Bobby's crack den dejectedly. This just isn't fair! Well what are you going to do now?