A must share story (By Jay-D)

So I woke up at around 6am and logged onto facebook and on there I see 1 lonely inbox message. I proceeded to click on it and saw that it was from my good man Jay-D who sent this message a few hours before (2:46 am to be exact). It was titled "A must share story", Thus giving the title for this entry (it's only right). And it goes:
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So I'm riding home from Famo's crib at approximately 1:05am this morning, going west on Bradley. There is no one on the streets when I come to the corner of Bradley and Neal; waiting to make a right a the red light.

Directly across the intersection from me in the oncoming traffic lane, I notice a group of white people in two cars parked at the green light, exchanging obscenities; three white boys in a Red 1990s GMC pick-up and two white chicks and two white guys in a green Sunfire.

As I become more engaged in the interaction, I proceed to roll my window completely down, as well as turn my music down to hear better.

As soon as I look back at the altercations, a white boy is getting out of the pick-up and rapidly approaching the sunfire; a gentle from the sunfire gets out, and so does a chick.

The two gentlemen getter closer to each other when the gentleman from the pick-up steals the shit out of homey from the sunfire- he looked like Darlenes Boyfriend from Roseanne, only with blonde hair. The chick tries to break it up but the lad from the pick-up proceeds to really get in blonde hair guys ass.

A guy hops out the sunfire, along with another chick to try to save their pal, so do the rest of the homeys from the pick-up; but before anyone could get to the two goons, the first homey from the pick-up slams homey to the ground and kicks his ass all the way to the curb.

This is going on for about 5 mins, as another vehicle pulls behind this brawl thats taking place and I'm laughing my ass off at what is now a green light for me.

Somehow the fight ends and all parties try to get back to their respective vehicles (As I give a loud Nelson "Ha Ha" and point at them), and one of the chicks from the sunfire decides to talk a little more shit saying, "Get a Real Pick-Up Truck Bitch!" and proceeds to slam the driver of the Pick-up's foot in his door.

He replied cleaverly with "This is a real pick-up truck!" Drops the clutch and peals the phuck out out at the light, and hits the hardest right turn I've ever seen in Champaign county, going south on Neal. I again begin to laugh very loudly and point as the defeated passengers of the sunfire drive past me.

I finally got a chance to make my long awaited right turn on Neal steet and went home in laughter just as my phone died as I was attempting to share my tale with Famo.

I felt as though I needed to reward myself for what I just experienced, so I made this:
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