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Killing spree
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Killing spree
My job is to make sure my family is safe and I'll do that by getting everyone the fuck out, getting them to a good hotel and calling the Orkin man.what the hell! thats your job as the man... man=leader=conquerer=protector of his queen![]()
That's some shit you have to kill INSTANTLY. If you chillin barefoot watchin tv, ain't no goin to get some boots or shoes. You can't take the chance of leaving the room and comin back and that bitch is gone. I would tear up somethin killin that mufucka. Rip the dvd from the system and smash that bitch like "UUUUUuuuuuuuuhhhhhh MUFUCKA!!!"
But if I miss and that bitch take flight. I'm leavin the house. Fuck that. Call in the professionals.
Yeah the NYC roaches are big as hell in the Manhattan but let's be happy that they don't fly.
My job is to make sure my family is safe and I'll do that by getting everyone the fuck out, getting them to a good hotel and calling the Orkin man.![]()
Yeah I live in the Bx. Only thing we really have to deal with in my section are possums, skunks and raccoons. I remember walking home one day and thinking I saw a really fat cat by a tree a few feet ahead of me. As I got closer, I saw it was a raccoon. My ass couldn't get across the street fast enough. Fuck that.naw damn that you the man you suppose to be insensible...
on a side note you from the Bronx?! my old man is from the Bronx and his ass is tough as nails. ive seen some shit that has made me scream and he is always there to protect his girl!![]()
Yeah I live in the Bx. Only thing we really have to deal with in my section are possums, skunks and raccoons. I remember walking home one day and thinking I saw a really fat cat by a tree a few feet ahead of me. As I got closer, I saw it was a raccoon. My ass couldn't get across the street fast enough. Fuck that.
I remember walking home one day and thinking I saw a really fat cat by a tree a few feet ahead of me. As I got closer, I saw it was a raccoon. My ass couldn't get across the street fast enough. Fuck that.
Stomp that shit with some 20 belows on.
Hell yeah it scared the hell outta me. The thought of having to receive that long ass rabies shot needle is enough to keep me away from any of those animals. Hell I won't even let a squirrel get to close while I think bout it. One time my boy was on his way to work and ran into a skunk. They saw eachother at the same time and scared eachother so when he saw that tail rise he hopped over the near by fence faster than a super crackhead.That thing must've surprised the hell out of you
I deal with raccoons almost every day...They hang out by the dumpsters for any food in the bags...As long as they know I'm coming through, they step aside, let me throw my bag in, they check if I'm done, and then they go back to the dumpster like it's gravy son
Now possums aren't things that you fuck around with![]()
Hell yeah it scared the hell outta me. The thought of having to receive that long ass rabies shot needle is enough to keep me away from any of those animals. Hell I won't even let a squirrel get to close while I think bout it. One time my boy was on his way to work and ran into a skunk. They saw eachother at the same time and scared eachother so when he saw that tail rise he hopped over the near by fence faster than a super crackhead.
lol, one day the dogs were barking in the back yard, when i walked outside, they had a possum on the ground between them. It looked dead, but i couldn't see any bite marks on it, so i assumed it was just playing possum. I grabbed a shovel, walked up to it and jammed the point of the shovel down on its neck to chop its head off. Damned if i wasn't quite strong enough to make the shovel go all the way through. Needless to say it was pretty pissed off, but since i was pushing down hard on the shovel, it couldn't move. I finally stepped down on the shovel and that did the trick... so much for playing possum.That thing must've surprised the hell out of you
I deal with raccoons almost every day...They hang out by the dumpsters for any food in the bags...As long as they know I'm coming through, they step aside, let me throw my bag in, they check if I'm done, and then they go back to the dumpster like it's gravy son
Now possums aren't things that you fuck around with![]()