So the other day im late for work and rushing to get ready. Well, first i smoke a bowl in the backyard then Im on the stairs putting my shoes on and the door bell rings. Nobody else is home and i'm thinking to myself "who the fuck is that", so i was like "Fuck it" and didn't answer the door, so I grabbed an apple and my keys and ran out the door.
On my door steps were two old mormon ladies, i guess. They were like "Good Morning young man", then i interupted them like "Look, i aint got time for this im late for work". then i rushed thru then like a runner back and said "maybe tommorow"
So i noticed hella old ladies walking all around the neighborhood, thinking to myself like "What the fuck?, is God that serious?". Soon as I bent the corner to the drive way, i'm leightweight jogging to my car cause i had to park on the street, and this old black lady and I connect eyes and she starts running down the street. I get to my car and just looked at her like "why is she running for" i get to my car and she stops running and looks at me again and starts laughing a little and say "oh lord, i saw you running so i started running to, i thought something terrible was happening" I laughed and got in my car and skirted on them old ladies.
So im on the freeway thinking about what just happened and thought, "damn black people really do start running for no reason when someone starts running"
I thought it was just a myth.
On my door steps were two old mormon ladies, i guess. They were like "Good Morning young man", then i interupted them like "Look, i aint got time for this im late for work". then i rushed thru then like a runner back and said "maybe tommorow"
So i noticed hella old ladies walking all around the neighborhood, thinking to myself like "What the fuck?, is God that serious?". Soon as I bent the corner to the drive way, i'm leightweight jogging to my car cause i had to park on the street, and this old black lady and I connect eyes and she starts running down the street. I get to my car and just looked at her like "why is she running for" i get to my car and she stops running and looks at me again and starts laughing a little and say "oh lord, i saw you running so i started running to, i thought something terrible was happening" I laughed and got in my car and skirted on them old ladies.
So im on the freeway thinking about what just happened and thought, "damn black people really do start running for no reason when someone starts running"
I thought it was just a myth.
