Post by Derek Vinyard on Jan 13, 2008 3:34:22 GMT -5
It was the time that Derek had been waiting for since school that day. He was waiting to beat the fuck out of some niggers, especially that mouthy one that named himself Trey. He took a drag off of one of his USA gold full flavors as he looked around, the construction yard was dimly lit, but Derek and Jake and a few other Aryan Brothers stood around, waiting on the blacks to arrive.. "I wish those niggers would stop beating around the bush and hurry the fuck up" He said, glancing over at Jake as he took another drag off of his cigarette, looking at his other D.O.C members as he smirked.
The rules of the rumble were to be no weapons, but he was sure that wasnt gonna happen, so he had a boxcutter in his pocket, and a revolver in his pants. He wore a pair of black combat steel toed boots, and a pair of black dress pants, and a white t-shirt as he paced silently, waiting. His, and two other cars, and a motorcycle was parked in the yard, now they all played the waiting game. He furiously popped his knuckles.. "If they dont show, I'm gonna go look for their black asses myself."
The rules of the rumble were to be no weapons, but he was sure that wasnt gonna happen, so he had a boxcutter in his pocket, and a revolver in his pants. He wore a pair of black combat steel toed boots, and a pair of black dress pants, and a white t-shirt as he paced silently, waiting. His, and two other cars, and a motorcycle was parked in the yard, now they all played the waiting game. He furiously popped his knuckles.. "If they dont show, I'm gonna go look for their black asses myself."
