Dinner at BK's was good. It's always good with a Mushroom Swiss. Or a cute cashier. Something about fast food uniforms... You either look like shit, or damn hot. Score, caught her staring. Yeah so I was having a nice meal when this buncha mini-bengs started a ruckus a table in front of me. I started shaking my right leg. There're only two instances I'd shake my right leg: (i.)I'm playing a beat in my head and (ii.)I'm beating people up in my head... Got the hell out after my last sip of barley because the dude to my left felt like he'd get to flattening them before I did.
I simply despise punks like these who treat Simei like their 'hood. It's not theirs. It's mine. Belongs to preppy uptown boys, not lowly rowdy posers. Pfft.
PS: Here's a manly game to play. =)
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