He hated his boss! If he was that type of niggah he would have popped thah shit out of that muh fuckah long ago and shit! But...ah niggah needed ah job and shit! And show as fuck didn't have thah fuckin ends tah pay for an attorney!
No! Couldn't do that righteoUS wrong ass shit! But what he could do is this!
He knew the kind of vehicle that his boss drove. One day durin his lunch after about three days of passin the vehicle previously to make sure to bring the right screwdriver. Looked around. Took the license plate off less than thirty seconds flat (there were only two Phillips head screws), put the license plate behind his back , under is waistband. brought his jacket back done over the evidence. Went to his car. Opened the trunk, threw evidence into vehicle's trunk.
And today is anothah muh fuckin work day!
Lunch time!
Then, one more half tah go!...
(Peace! More to come...)
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