It’s not in the script for you all to annoy me and treat me badly is it? So what are the people who gave you the script gonna do to you for that?
The thing is I’m not affiliated with the Triads, I’ve been an active member from 14 years old. It’s not my dreams, it’s my memories.
The fact that my branch of Triads is called 14k shows the Triads saw into the future and know exactly what’s going to happen.
I earn 14K a year and I’ve been a 14K triad since 14 years old. This is an organized gang thing and I don’t mean your corny rectangular app. Triads are a global gang that are well known for killing people aka Chinatown. You want some fried rice with that beef?
People are just pretending to be alive. I’ve noticed these zombies have insatiable habits and appetites. They don’t know about portions and satisfaction. They always want more and more. If you were really alive, you couldn’t last that long in the bedroom with me regardless of size and you would be tired from the orgasms. These zombies just want more and more. More weed, more cocaine, more sex.
You wastegash don’t know how to have sex, why are you orgasming? Because of what I’m doing or because of what you’re doing? If I did nothing, and left it up to your deadgash, what would happen? So you’re not even good at being a thot?
Since you all speak slang using the wrong grammar, it’s hood rules and I’m a certified Triad. Not many black guys can claim to be a gang lord for over 20 years. I hope you wastepeople know what you got yourselves into. It’s the same trick I play time and time again. I play vulnerable, you strike, I body you without you knowing then my people come and finish the job and your dumbasses get shook. But it always happens.
That’s not Mitchell Dyer and that’s not Newton Ozour. Newton Ozour wasn’t that tall and had his growth spurt at an early age. His hairline and jawline were completely different too. Mitchell and I had agreed that the next time we saw eachother it would be a fight to death. I knocked out his front tooth, he replaced it with a gold one, Mitchell Dyer is acting like his teeth are real. Mitchell Dyer and I had a deadly beef. I’m basically Damilola Taylor, except I lived and they died. Mitchell Dyer tried to jump me in Picadilly Institute during the Pulse Gym days. I did the Dougie on his face. He didn’t survive. Mitchell Dyer and Newton Ozour stopped talking in college. And they were both fake badmen who used friendship to bully the wrong one.