Pebbles
Published by JFSIII on September 21st, 2004
I can't believe I didn't write about this before. Last weekend (after 6 beers, 3 hours of sleep, a 3 hour home inspection, and a $10 Steak and Egg Burrito) my friend and I were crossing the street in B-More.
We stopped to avoid the gangster-ass 300 C coming down the street. As the midnight blue beast drove by, the driver (a dark skinned, peanut headed, black male) was clocking us hard.
The car passed, and we crossed the street. As we're walking my friend says, "Did you see the license plate on that car?".
"No, I was just wondering why he was Mean Mugging us."
I turned to look at the license plate. What was it?
FRUITY
Maybe he wasn't Mean Mugging us after all.