In the mood for the Hood

The Hood Needs Food

Ben was walking down the street like the bitch motherfucker here is. He met up with his two day bitches, Marc and Albert, he met them at some stupid ass boarding school. Albert and Marc were about to shoot up the school when Ben who dealt them the guns decided to let him join his white gang. As Ben kept going on his dramatic adventure of finding his friends he saw a poor ass bum and decided to give him a shot of krokodil just to be a nice guy for a change. Ben was a bad boy, who got tons of pussy and other shit like drugs. He was so cool he did cocaine, mar iguana and alcojol. When at last he found Albert and Marc shooting up in an alleyway he approached them with a typical hood greeting, "Yo piece of shit pass the syringe." Being experienced hood dwellers themselves Albert and Marc responded with the habitual "Get your own you lazy motherfucker." They hugged, kissed and made out a bit as a greeting. Ben then went on to ask what the hell were they doing here in which Marc and Albert replied "We getting ready for a dope ass party, you in?" Ben responded with a gentle, "Hell yeah I'm in you stupid bitches!" The three celebrated by shooting up and laying down on the street hallucinating with weird shit for 4 hours till the party came around. Our adventurers travelled to the party through taxi which they had to share with 6 other people. It was a normal 5 seat taxi. Finally they arrived and being well respected hood members, they jumped out of the taxi and ran away without paying the cab. Our heroes entered the party to see it was already very much alive. You could see people overdosing in the ground from the various mystery substances they had injected themselves with, a few dead with stab wounds littered the floor and some covered in blood belonging to those dead on the floor. Ben smelled the air with a smile and said, "Aint no party like a hood party." Marc went in running, the high from the cocaine hadnt run out yet for him so the first thing he did is jump towards the booze. Albert was already hanging out with some cheap whores, whose sexual diseases you could smell from miles away. Ben seeing himself alone decided to venture through the third world trash hanging around the party. Suddenly he bumped against a guy his age, Ben's response was to push him back for being such a bitch. "YOU WANNA GO YOU FUCK!" Exclaimed the rambling drunk fuck known in the town as Nate, whose real name was actually Nick. "YEAH I WANNA FUCKING GO!" Responded Ben, they started beating the shit out of each other until they reached a point where the drug effects ran out. Losing the psychotic side effects of shooting up to much, Ben and Nick hugged it out and started snorting coke alongside Marc and Albert. Suddenly a group of fuckers knocked the entrance door down, which brought the music to the halt and everyone's attention the entrance.

"I'm looking for a cheap, rat named Ben!" yelled out the meat bound freak who had just entered the shithole.

Luckily every motherfucker in the street knew Ben and everyone of those motherfuckers was a dirty fucking snitch who ratted out Ben. The gang looked at the 5 hulking pieces of ribeye steak with sweat raining down their forehead.

"Shit." Said Ben.