"So what do you want me to do?"
"I mean, shit! Do something!"
"I shall. Guaranteed. These bullets cost money. We only got three fuckin boxes of these muh fuckahs! And until they breach Our Home? We ain't goin tah waste precious ammo on some fucked up mindless prank or whatevah thah fuck!! But, I mean, shit? Where's your piece?"
my Wife revealed it from someplace behind her back.
"Shit! Then, let them niggahs breach!"
And she smiled at me.
(Peace! More to come...)
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