We ran out of gas ten miles from town, and I COULD NOT BELIEVE IT ! Not again you peice of crap! I kicked at the car and rolled down the window. I closed my eyes and layed my head on the car seat and someones voice said in a angelic voice:
“Excuuuuse me miss but you seem to have some car troubles would you like to come inside my home of homes and call for the tow-truck? It would be my pleasure….” He chuckled heartidly and I kept my eyes closed.
“Yeah I ain’t waitin out here all night!” I kicked the car again. I got out of the car and followed the bulky figure to his home.
“Here it is! Ahhh home sweet, darling home!” He laughed again and I raised an eyebrow. Who was this joker anyways? I walked in and looked around. There was heads everywhere. What did I say? What could I say? Well…you may think it’s stupid but I said this:
“I’m Violent J and I’m back like a vertabra-”
“Ahahaha fuck you! Wicked clowns we like to say whats up to!” Then I realized he was Violent J. Who’s Icp? Look it up! Violent J sings!