What's up Vatos!!!!!!! I love when I get outta the pinta, I feel like all fresh n shit. Then I go stay at my abuela's house in Boyle Heights and go hit up the King Taco for tacos then go to one of my ruca's house for a different kind of taco!!! (laughing out loud n shit...that shit's funny, made that joke up in my cell 2 weeks ago, orale!) Check me out, I'm a comedean n shit, I'm George Lopez without the giant head homes.
Anyways, to all my viewers of this gay blog, sorry there's been no blogs to read but I had a small misunderstanding with the law. So check this out. They put me back in the pinta because I lost my screwdriver. Can you believe that shit?! I was chilling in my bedroom listening to the Art Laboe Oldies show, ironing a firme crease in my jeans and then the police came to my door. They said they found my screwdriver and I was under arrest. I was all like shock cause I never heard of that shit, arrested for losing a screwdriver. They said normally it's not illegal to lose it but that they found it in some guy's neck, that's the illegal part. So here's how that went:
ME: "That's not even mine homes!"
PIGS: "It has your name engraved right there, see...Big Happy"
ME: "C'mon ese...every clique has a vato named, could've been anyone"
PIGS: "That's actually true except it also has your address engraved too...see right there..."
ME: "Fuck me"
PIGS: "Oh they will"
That almost sucked but they found some other vato's fingerprints on it and they saw me on a security tape at the Sear's buying Dickies pants and wifebeaters, they had to let me go. Now here I am writing this stupid blog and trying to stay good. I think I'll quit stabbing people for a while, see if I can fly straight n shit. Maybe go work at McDonald's with my homie Lil Jonny, making Big Max...laters putos!
