SO I GET UP TODAY RIGHT, NORMAL STUFF LIKE MY BABY & ME HAVIN A FART CONTEST, DEE COOKIN SOME CHORIZO CON HUEVO (GUESS SHE DIDNT GET ENOUGH HEHE) AND A NICELY ROLLED BLUNT (IM GETTIN SO GOOD AT ROLLIN ITS SCARY) ANYWAYS I WAS GOIN THRU SOME OLD LOWRIDER MAGS, COUPLE OLD ASS ISSUES W/ PAGES RIPPED, TORN OUT FOR WEED BREAKAGE OR WHAT NOT.. ANYWAYS I TOSSED EM W/ MY CLEANING STUFF AS I WAS TO WASH THE BOX TODAY

GET MY SUPPLIES PACKED ALONG W/ THE MAGS, DUMP EM IN THE BASURA BY THE CAR WASH BAY IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD, GET TO WORK ON THE CHEVY.. NOT AN HOUR AFTER I DUMPED THEM MAGS IN THE TRASH CAN, I LOOK AROUND AND 2 KIDS WAS GETTING EM OUT THE TRASH CAN, I SAID SHJIT AT LEAST THEY GOT SOMETHING GOOD TO READ NOW.. RIGHT? WHO DONT WANNA CHECK OUT CLEAN ASS CHEVYS, I KNOW I DO

WELL ANYWAYS, S.HIT LIKE 20 MINUTES LATER I GET SOME LADY WALKIN UP, GUESS ONE OF THEIR MOMS, SAYING I NEED TO LEARN HOW TO THROW MY "FU.CK MAGAZINES" AWAY SO NOONE CAN GET EM

SO ME BEING THE UPSTANDING CITIZEN THAT I AM, I SAY TO HER, I SAYS "LOOK HERE BIT.CH.. AND W/ ALL DUE RESPECT BI.TCH, WHERE AND HOW I DISPOSE OF MY "FU.CK MAGAZINES" (I DID THE CAUCASIAN FINGER QUOTE THING) IS MY GAH DAMN BIZNESS; BACK THE FUK UP OFF MY RIDE GO FIND YOUR SNOTTY ASS KIDS AND HAVE A TERRIBLE FUKIN DAY YOU BI.TCH"