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[quote]-Be 14, socially awkward teenager. Don't have to many friends besides this one kid Henry. Somehow he's more awkward than me. We like to wander the alleyways on the south side of Chicago. We're not black but most can tell we live in the hood so no troubles. One day we see this really cute alley cat strolling around. Cat looked thin and malnourished as heck. We're young and assume it doesn't have an owner but wait we see a collar with a name "love". We think its gay and on the insistence of Henry, we start calling the cat fa.g. Yes its lame, but we were 14. We feed the cat and walk with him every day. Goes on for a while when we realize we're in the alley we found him. See big black dude with pistol in his waist. " whachu doin wif mah cat!" The cat runs behind me and henry. And stupid Henry says "Fa.g is with us now!" Guy yells "You call in mah cat a fa.g?!!!" I start to panic and yell "Henry your effin idiot!" Next thing I know I hear a <BANG> and I'm on the ground with blood streaming out of my chest. With my last breath I yell to Henry, "SHOT THROUGH THE HEART AND YOUR TO BLAME! YOU GAVE LOVE A BAD NAME!".[/quote]
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Thats right
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That's my boy
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Editado por Tado VonTuut: 5/2/2015 2:44:07 AM
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