Story time:
So it's around 4 am, I have the worst headache of my life and a stomach pain that won't leave me be. Well friend I was expecting my room of comfort and hospitality to be safe from all intruders.
T h a t I s n o t t h e c a s e
A mother fucker starts rustling and at I shrug it off as a bag falling. No this fucker was a MOUSE. In my room I always keep locked. I was thinking " how the fuck did micky mouse pull into my hood? Where is my wooden field stick I need to squish a bitch before minny comes to the party" and then I remembered that my stick was right where the mouse was just chilling.
W e l l s h I t.
I'll update y'all about the progress but for now I live in fear of micky mouse in my hood 🐁🐭












