It all started somewhat normal



A photo of a bench painted green and white with a single leaf on it.

DJ Benvenuto the Raccoon has this to say:

OLLEH

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My fellow RIAOPIANS!!

Tis’ Saturday when I write this but I must tell you about Friday.

It all started somewhat normal (at least for RIA).

We started the day with a brisk morning bench moving. DJ Hadoken, The Woodsman, Super Fly the Wise Guy and I took another bench in order to form the ultimate RIA BANQUET TABLE!!!

We took it, but we got lazy and left it next to where it was supposed to be.

The bell rang. Fast forward 4 hours. We arrived at RIAOPIA but some GHETTO PUNKS had already claimed the bench as theirs. We let them enjoy it because it would be the last time that they would ever sit on that bench. We were going to take it and line it up with the original BLOODY RIA bench after school.

Some time passed and before we knew it, t’was 12:15!

It was a special close quarters, in the dirt, silent, hardcore, SUPER DRAMATIC, West Side Story Re-enactment like no other!

Then, to quote MC Hawking, “SOME PUNK B*TCHES WHO THINK WE’RE SOFT JUST BECAUSE WE’RE WICKED SMART!” threw a can with some “ghetto juice” in it.

It hit DJ Hadoken on the leg and that left us with no other alternative than to hit those GHETTO PUNKS with our RINGS!!!!

They went into whirling gyrations, filthy lifestyle activities, started having strange cravings for the student body, fell into economic hardship and began to orally communicate all in a matter of seconds!

They were no match for our Rings! And we didn’t even have to call Pop Artist with a Questionable Reputation!!

I think that I must also mention that throughout lunch time DJ Skittles, our missionary / prophet (kinda like a real prophet but more violent) of the RIAOPIAN religion, was converting many new RIA devoted followers with THE BLOOD OF THE ANCIENTS!!!

Welcome to all you new followers.

Well, back to the GHETTO PUNKS. After the West Side Story Re-enactment, some of them showed up and started challenging us! But we showed them! They ran away like the little lamesters they are!

Then, somebody used the filthy lifestyle Ring on them and they disappeared into the bushes to satisfy their urges, I suppose.

I can see this is getting long but I must continue.

Later in the day, DJ Fuji and I went to DJ Hadoken’s “crib” / RIA’s state-of-the-art recording studio!

We were there playin’ some DDR on the tiles when all of a sudden a mysterious package arrives!!

IT WAS A DDR PAD WITH WONDERFUL ENGRISH WRITTEN ALL OVER IT!! (We must restate thank you to the KIND POSS MEMBER who gifted it to us!)

We started to get down with all sorts of funkolicious moves.

Before we knew it, it was 7:00 P.M.!

Since we are sophisticated, well-educated people, we were going to a theatrical performance, at school. Off we went and then we met DJ Real and The Woodsman there.

During intermission, we decided to go over to RIAOPIA for a bit and were delightfully surprised with what we found.

A bench stacked on top of another bench!!

We were surprised because WE WOULD NEVER BE CAPABLE OF DOING SOMETHING LIKE THAT! NEVER!

It must’ve been HULK SMASH. He could’ve done it by himself!

I can only imagine what Pretty Boy will say once he sees it.

“DAMN THOSE KIDS AND THEIR RELIGION TOO!!!”

Well, once the theatrical performance (play) was over, DJ Fuji, DJ Hadoken and I decided to walk back to DJ Hadoken’s “pad”.

All the way there we kept hearing shouts of,

“DASTARDLY DEED HIM IN THE NECK”,
“MONKEY”,
“HADOKEN”,
“DIRTY DEED” and
“EN CAD *click* *click* *click*”.

It was quite a strange experience, especially for those people that live around there.

I think I’m done..... FOR NOW!

So remember, if you see Pretty Boy, punch him in the stomach!

But don’t blame RIA!


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