Guest Fly-T Posted May 12, 2002 Posted May 12, 2002 While walking down a street Fly leaves his house hoping to finish what he started and thats to kill the squealer who squeald on him for haveing 300 puonds of imported illegal drugz from all over the country which resulted in staying in juvenille hall til he was 15 and be shited to jail til he was bailed... Fly rings the squealers doorbell. Fly: Is this the Miike residents?? Mike: Who is it Fly: An old friend from grade school...the same kid who had Bad Credit from your mother at 6 years old. Mike: hey Fly Fly: wasup man how you been.? Mike: Ive been hangn. Fly: Hey Mike Guess wat? Mike: wat??? Fly pulls out his M-45 and just keeps shootn until he looses 300 bullets... Fly brushes his hands off and steals 2 rolls of 10's Fly: Thats about 2,000 dollars thanks Mike! Mike: ................ Fly hears an outside radio..."We have an 10-16 outside a house in Shaddington. Fly: Holy S. ????: Please comout with ur hands up right now.. What will happen........
Guest cloricus Posted May 14, 2002 Posted May 14, 2002 [Loud Uzi fire came from out side] Kat: Ok there gone. [Kat shouts out] [Fly moves out side cautiously and with weapon ready] Kat: You owe me, mate.
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