I used to go down to my cousins house and this kid would always be there... his name was Dave, but we called him Dirty Dave when he wasn't around. Well, I got drunk one night and let that shit slip right to his face... I was like, "Yo, Dirty Dave pass that shit." Ha, dude looked like he was gonna cry or some shit, guess that's what you get for bein' dirty though. Do you think he got a hint to shower? Fuck na, that kid is still dirty as fuck.
And then this one time, my friend Shawn, his dad shot himself in the head and he actually walked in on him while he was doin' it and seen the mess and everything. I was high as shit one day talkin' about how depressing life is, said, "I wish I had a gun, I'd just blow myself away." I didn't even think about Shawn when I said that, but I looked up and he was lookin' right at me and I was like, "Oh shit man, I'm so sorry, I don't know what to say... that shit totally slipped my mind." I felt so damn bad after that and for real, ever since then, I think twice before I say anything anymore...