I walked up to them and shook the hand of the guy who had a 9 inch long grey beard. He explained to me how they were undercover and saw how I was testing that lady with the fake money. They said they wanted me on their team as a undercover fat kid, and that they had already informed my dad. They gave me a badge that was green, like how i like my money, and my name carved into it as "cory the badass fat kid." I felt proud of my blubber, as always. The cop offered me a ride home so I went along with him. I stepped into his car and sat down. I just then noticed how hairy this guy was. All of his chest hair was sticking out , but he wasn't fat. That really dissaponted me and hurt my feelings. As I was holding my tears in, he told me how he had to make a stop at the grocery store. But strangely, he stopped at some other place. It was really broke down, and there was graffiti everywhere. The cop told me he would only be about 5 minutes. He locked the car probably so that I can't escape. After a while, I see that there are all of these gangsters walking in to this place. It took the cop 20 minutes to come out and all of a sudden, I see him wearing a bandana with all these tattoos on his body that say " I didn't choose the thug life, the thug life chose me." I was kind of scared but then he started blasting mexician music on the radio. I saw my house so I said thank you for the ride and I jumped out of the car. I walked in and all I hear and see is raven blasting ridin dirty on the boom box while she is designing outfits. I walk to the kitchen and see my father sitting at the table. He then spots me after 5 seconds and screams. " Cory, we are going to Disney World,.... just kidding, we are going to live in the white house. "waht????? how?" I said. " Since they want you as an undercover fat kid, the president wants you to live there because your top secret, and by the way... aren't you upset there calling you fat?" "No! you crazy! If anything you should by proud that they are acknowledging my blubber." "Ok son, if that's what you want." I sat down in the living room and turned on the tv. I put on MTV cribs and started watching. My dad interrupted me and said " that lady at the convenient store was breaking the law, with 1000 pounds wasn't she?" he said. I replied " She sure wasn't living the thug life." After this whole crazy day, I just walked to the fridge, got some coke and marshmellows, and sat down and continued to watch MTV cribs. But I just remembered how I forgot my mountain dew and doritos at the store.
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In my crib, with my boyz
HumorCory Baxter is no ordinary guy. He's living the thug life. But what he doesn't realize is that he didn't choose the thug life, the thug life chose him. Cory has to overcome some obstacles, especially his big sister Raven. But when him and his dad un...