Me and two friends are smoking a joint on a backporch. One of them recieved a phone call and told the person on the other end to 'walk around back'. I see a tall ass kid wearing a black hoodie (summertime?) hop over the fence, heading towards the porch. This kid was tall as fuck at least 6'8"..
I nervously looked my friend, the one who had answered the phone. He was the middle man and my assurance level had just been halved by the 'black hoodie wearing even though it's summertime kid'.
Nevertheless the tall guy came up the steps and introduced himself, exchanging handshakes (or 'dap' as suburban white kids have come to call it) and said "It's really chroinc." He was talking about the product. Then, out of his hoodie came two very large ziplocs of some very good headies (high price/quality marijuana).
A great sigh of relief came over upon seeing him take the bags out of his hoodie pocket. He asked who was buying it and my voice cracked in a really gay way when i said it was I who was buying the weed.. He smiled a bit then named the price
400 bucks for two ounces, the price wasn't horrible but not great. I pulled out my wallet which had about 1300 dollars cash in it and got out two one hundred dollar bills.
Then I heard my friend say "Woah!"
Fucking tall ass faggot kid was holding a gun. It was all black and the barrel was just barely peeking out of his hoodie's sleeve. He told me to hand him all the money but I refused. Instantly one of my friends (the middle man) started freaking out at me, telling me to hand him the money.
Then the tall kid poked my stomach with the gun. It was fucking plastic, i could tell by the way it felt even through the shirt.
So I did what any of you would have done it. I distracted him by throwing the joint i was smoking straight up into the air. As he was looking up, I socked him in the face as hard as I could then kicked him backwards, into the railing. His nose flowed red instantly. Cool.
Anyways, we grabbed the gun and saw that it was just an airsoft gun. We took turns shooting at him with it as he ran away.
I've been thinking lately that the middle man was in on it. Who the fuck would try and rob someone just for $200? The kid i was smoking the joint with knows i usually have alot of cash on me and surely could've tipped off the tall kid. I also find it strange that he would think he could take on all three of us when he clearly couldn't handle me alone..
anyways moral of the story is that I kick ass
