Beans will gather with his homies. Jamals keyboard and rapping enough to wake anyone. Well maybe cept Zaine. Which is good.

Beans made sweet hydraulic love to the new ride all night. That is until he got pulled over like six times for loud music and slow rollin' and decided to finally call it a night.

'Boyz Boyz Boyz!' beans be yellin as he comes in. He stops short and sneers a bit seeing Karlie.

'Yo call the hoe a cab niggah we gots some work ta do.'  

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Joey seems to sober very quickly at the mention of work, and the presence of that big-ass motherfucker. Joey is always braver when Beans is within spitting distance.

"Word, send that slut packin' we out. You hear that bitch? Beans said kick rocks. You don't need no motherfuckin cab, the bus rides the street six blocks down, get to steppin. Life ain't nothin but bitches an money... and I ain't got either one, so get the fuck on."  

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Jamal Grabs Karlies boots that she left next to teh couch the night before and thorws him into his bedroom. H hits the blnt again and Says "Yo we gotta go do some shit, Time bounce the fuck out, If you ever need ta get fucked ya know where ta find me." He HIts the blunt again and Keeps playin beats.

Beans will stare down Karlie until she at least vacates the room. From there the dogs will handle her if she doesnt go kick rocks and find a bus.

Once shes gone the boys can get down to buisness. Beans crosses his arms over his meaty chest and begins:

'Some dumb little goth twat gone and pissed off da boss man Boys. We gotta go make an early afternoon smash up of everything da bitch's ever loved.'

Beans is grinning, theres nothing he likes more than senseless violence. Except maybe excessive drinking before senseless violence.

'We rollin' in an hour so grab ya dicks 'n ya sticks and lets do this shit right.'

Jamal Listens intently as he smokes his blunt and pulls out his bag of coke "I Tink we should gat nice and ready niggaz!" as he thorws the bag on the tabela dn pulls out the razor blade to seprerate out some lines for the 3 of them.

Joey spaces off for a second. “Hey yo, check this shit out. I wrote a poem!

[Ahem]

A beautiful butterfly
Came floating by
And landed on my cheek,
Just a smidgen from my eye

I said to my little friend
GET THE FUCK OFF ME BUG!!!

What’choo think dawg? That shit’s DOPE right!? What? Man, don't gimme that look, I'm straight to roll out whenever you is.”  

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"Its the best i ever heard a cracka rhyme." he says before he snorts a line, and sits back on the couch pulling his gun outta his his bands and sliding the clip out to make sure its fully loaded.

"Sheeet Knee-grow, ain't no crackuhs up in here. My grammamma was half-black man, I done tol' you dat! Damn! Tryin' ta judge a nugguh by the shade of his skin."  

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'Yous pretty fuckin whacked dawg.' beans tells Joey after the poem. Beans is all about the blow. He has a nose like a vacuum cleaner. Says the white helps him see straight, keeps his aim on cue, keeps the fire burnin...

Beans sucks up a line post haste and beats on his chest for a second.

'Now -thats- how we roll...'

Beans already grabbed the basics for them. A trio of louisville sluggers, a few cans of spraypaint, a crowbar and for Joey, a machete.

"Last lines all ya nig, hurry ur bitchass up lets bounce outta hear, and fuck some shit up. He says as he puts on of the sluggaz over his shoulder and swings it a few times trying to get used to it.

If Joey was whacked-out before, after the lines of primo, he's positively psychotic. When he sees the machette, he gets very excited.

AWW HELL YEAH Muthafucka! I'ma pull some straight ninja shit now! Straight drunken-ninja-master-voodo-psychopathic-serial-killah!"

He then proceeds to make kung-fu noises and waves around furious karate-hands.

Jamal laughs " Fuck fuckin wit that fuckin shit with a fuckin machete, this shit gonna be da bomb!" He hits his blunt again signaling tha hell pass it if anyone wants it.

Beans will give Joey a wide berth with that machete and show up Jamals weak little piece with his Beefy Mac-10. Guns shouldnt be needed for this job, but still.. if the pigs show all bets are off.

Beans will grab up the bag of paint and crowbar as well as one of the bats and head out to one of the more discreet rides. A black cadillac escalade, but at least the windows are tinted and theres no hydraulics.

Once all the boys are in he will distribute the skimasks and gloves. We go in two hours before sunset, an hour before opening time.

Thorns has never seen a party like this.

Jamal puts out the blunt because he needs to get ina  serius mind set not laughing as they break shit...... well maybe a little. Hell ride shotgun and grab his seconds 9mm from under his pillow which he shoves in his pants also.