so I was bored yesterday after work, went cruisin around my streets and checkin broads.. picked me up a couple grape swishers at QT and drivin down the streets.. anyways I remember I had some monies owed to me, so I walk up in the Moviestop joint and proceed to get a movie w/ the credit, Shooter w/ mark wahlberg.. now he been on a rampage lately comin out w/ movies and they ALL on point (he came a long way since FEEL THE VIBRATIONS yo) so I said why the fuk not right
well I get to the pad, get the hoochie to make some popkorn w/ sugar on it (mmm) oh and a lil bit of limon/chile.. turn up the 2000 watts surround sound so Im like loungin an shit right, already in a altered state of mind, awesome.. kick off my house shoes, lean back and commence movieplayn
THAT MOTHAFUCKIN MOVIE WAS ON POINT
first off this nigga marky mark was a military scout snipe gunnery aka mothafuckin killa right, so his boy dies in the deserts of some african country when they was on a covert co-op mission, marky mark gets all emo, grows a beard/rattail and retires into some backwoods cabin w/ his dog an shit (whatta sap)
fast forward 36 months, they (the federalis) get on him for some special mission about some dude tryna take the prez out, want him to help stop it.. the whole while he's been out in his backwoods wilderness pad takin out coke cans and shit from like 1 mile out, so he still got the itch.. plus he got a hard on for the USA, "colors dont run" or whatever the fuk so he says yea. turns out them dirty mofos double crossed him, now he's framed for the killin of a african prez and out for justice yo.. he's a true minority now lol
a lotta fuckin killin, a lotta niggaz goin down w/ knives, explosions an shit.. he even gets some wheelchair bound ex-snipe to take his self out, thats how gangsta he is daamn.. this shit reminds me of a fuckin 2007 Rambo. plus the potent marijuana smoke just made it more intense, I think I was sweating for a minute wow holy shit
anyways go get this flick, dont rent it BUY THIS MOTHAFUCKER





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