July 4, 2018
Taraj Evans | Tah
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"I would appreciate if you could back the fuck up."
"Mane my mama told me to come stand in the line so get out my face."
"Aht, irrelevant information and I still want you to back up lil boy."
"Bitch I'm not even close to you!"
"One thing you gon do is stop cussing at me Jeremiah Julio Gervanni Palms Douglass!"
"MANE! Stop saying my damn government in public. The hell." JJ said smacking his lips.
"It's not my fault you got a stupid ass name, dumb fuck."
"Is Taraj any better? Bitch yo middle name is Ayla." He said scrunching his face up.
I flicked him off and looked in front of me seeing it was our turn to check out.
"Put the stuff on the belt."
"Fuck you." He said crossing his arms and standing there.
"I'm telling yo mama."
"Bruh you really federal. On moms." He smacked his lips as he began to help me take stuff out the cart.
We were in walmart getting some last minute stuff for our 4th of July cookout.
A bitch is very much excited to eat GOOD.
I turned the other way seeing my auntie come with Kari trailing her.
"MOMMY! I want thissss." Kari whined as she held up some LOL toy.
"I said no, now get out my face."
"But why?" Kari said as her eyes got watery.
"Because I said no. The hell."
"I'm telling my dada."
Naija mugged her.
"Little girl yo daddy ain't here! I am and I said no, so put it down."
Kari threw her self on the floor and began bawling.
I looked over at my aunt.
"Girl don't look at me, I'm not buying her shit and I told her that before we stepped foot in here."
I sighed and walked over to Kari, kneeling to her.
