I want you to: Rep yo bullet story right here...on BLACK COLLEGE front street.
Don't be scared...or shy... It's all good when the bullets fly!
So come on, you tough funny folks...REP YO HEAT STORIES here...It's Hallowen season: SPEAK!!!!
I'll go first:
I was about 10, (this is SO funny!) I was doin' big things in the deep East of Oakland. I was visitin' my cousins in Sobrante Park. We was playin hide-n-seek and I was gonna win this...on this day.
I went way far away and cut a few blocks left and then waaayy up right. It was the killin season in the town of Oakland but I did not care.
I witnessed an up close execution of a boy maybe 6 years older than me. His brains actually got all on my white Ked tennis shoes. I was catatonic and then threatened by the shooters, grabbed by my hair, and clearly told that the same would happen to me if I remembered or told anybody a thing...
I wont them to come to HBCUCONNECT and get me for tellin'..see, ain't THAT fuuny????????
...20 years later, I was sittin in my brand new ride.
It had been ordered...customized...personalized...and I was just too happy.
A real cute guy gently tapped on my window and I thought I had struck it rich!
I rolled my window down...all smiles...he proceeded to stick a sawed off shotgun smack dab in my temple AND he cursed me completely out while demanding that I get the uck out of MY car...
Since crying was a natural reaction for me...he smacked me hard upside my pretty face(I was a hot chick..still is) and said: shut the "f" up "you rich "B".
You can do pretty much anything but hit me....
I leaned down, to hold my bruised and fast swelling face...and pulled out my Smith and Wesson from under the front seat of my car and said: "let's do this cause see, you done hit me in my face and it is either you or me..."
I had NEVER shot a man...
I had never shot at a man...
He shot and missed me...which got me really mad. I threw my gun down and proceeded to put his **** in intensive care. I was a size 4 at the time.
Oh, I have neices, cousins and more who have been in the wrong place at the wrong time and they got shot...fkilled...funny tales to some I am sure.
Enough about me...come on, let's give Cameron a break cause now it turns out that he just may not have been in a "jack" situation...
Now, go ahead and tell me YOUR funny gun stories...
I had to take a phone call so I hit the "submit" button too soon.
King:
This thread is not about be being here or there or all that nonsense. I wanna see just how serious some folks are abou the "bullet". Get on me and my whereabouts later...Im mo be here...God willin'.
(SNORE)
Good...I do too.
I appreciate my mature mother too...SO DOES EVERYBODY.
My son appreciates my mature **** too...GESH!
Have your mom log on for balance! Let's see how much other HBCUCONNECT folks appreciate her tales of maturity...be brave don't talk sh.t about me on the slide...
Was that you bullet or blank rep? Do you or she have a gun story or not???
DONT COME ON THIS THREAD UNLESS YOU ARE REPPIN YO GUN!!!!!!!
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So, does this mean all this bullet and gun bravado was all a farce and no HBCU poster has witnessed the flash but can only chime in from the sidelines when Cameron got shot?
If that is what this means then GOOD...I am very glad that you are all laugh and giggles...good.
Very Good!
Usually i'd be less than polite about this, but i'm going to take another approach. My mother is GROWN, she has a career and other obligations she doesn't have time to live her adult life vicariously through a college student message board. Now I have a story for your lame **** my father was **** by a gun, so now my godfather has stepped up and he's doing a great job. So cam'ron being shot wasn't light to me just like anybody else it's serious and real. I've been around a few shootings in the club and at a few parties. A cousin and friend shot, they survived. Now I answered your question, **** don't get smart with me again. *EDITED TO ADD: My younger brother was shot at while driving his car, a bullet was lodged in the headrest. Angels...
I want you to: Rep yo bullet story right here...on BLACK COLLEGE front street.
Don't be scared...or shy... It's all good when the bullets fly!
So come on, you tough funny folks...REP YO HEAT STORIES here...It's Hallowen season: SPEAK!!!!
I'll go first:
I was about 10, (this is SO funny!) I was doin' big things in the deep East of Oakland. I was visitin' my cousins in Sobrante Park. We was playin hide-n-seek and I was gonna win this...on this day.
I went way far away and cut a few blocks left and then waaayy up right. It was the killin season in the town of Oakland but I did not care.
I witnessed an up close execution of a boy maybe 6 years older than me. His brains actually got all on my white Ked tennis shoes. I was catatonic and then threatened by the shooters, grabbed by my hair, and clearly told that the same would happen to me if I remembered or told anybody a thing...
I wont them to come to HBCUCONNECT and get me for tellin'..see, ain't THAT fuuny????????
...20 years later, I was sittin in my brand new ride.
It had been ordered...customized...personalized...and I was just too happy.
A real cute guy gently tapped on my window and I thought I had struck it rich!
I rolled my window down...all smiles...he proceeded to stick a sawed off shotgun smack dab in my temple AND he cursed me completely out while demanding that I get the uck out of MY car...
Since crying was a natural reaction for me...he smacked me hard upside my pretty face(I was a hot chick..still is) and said: shut the "f" up "you rich "B".
You can do pretty much anything but hit me....
I leaned down, to hold my bruised and fast swelling face...and pulled out my Smith and Wesson from under the front seat of my car and said: "let's do this cause see, you done hit me in my face and it is either you or me..."
I had NEVER shot a man...
I had never shot at a man...
He shot and missed me...which got me really mad. I threw my gun down and proceeded to put his **** in intensive care. I was a size 4 at the time.
Oh, I have neices, cousins and more who have been in the wrong place at the wrong time and they got shot...fkilled...funny tales to some I am sure.
Enough about me...come on, let's give Cameron a break cause now it turns out that he just may not have been in a "jack" situation...
Now, go ahead and tell me YOUR funny gun stories...
He missed you, with a sawed off, from point blank?
... okay? I guess I'm just a naive fool, since I'm inclined to believe what College Mom says. She doesn't need me to defend her from some Internet people tho, so I'll just shut up.
I've never been shot, never seen a gun (except when the black people moved in next door). I've never lived anywhere (besides black college) where getting shot was a possibility.
12 years ago, my uncle was **** for his Mercedes in Nigeria. I'd never met Uncle Tony before, but I'd never ever seen my daddy cry before either.
