DJ Wang has some knowledge to drop on you:
Sorry to everyone who had expected me to finish my last update later that day. I was extremely busy with DDR, recording songs with the band, and eating pizza.
So at the end of the school day we all formed up in our RIA group and started talking about what to do. Then it came to us.
MOVE THE BENCH!
We walked over to the bench. But, alas, The Ghetto Rockers locked it up again. This time with a bike chain.
Let me elaborate. Not a lock for a bike but a chain for a bike. Like the one that lets you switch gears.
How ghetto-fabulous is that?
Well since we aren’t all Hulk Smash’s we had to utilize our tools of destruction!
First, we tried this really big rock that we found and gave to Super Fly the Wise Guy. He went STONE AGE on that chain. He started grunting and mumbled something about fire.
But to no avail nothing happened. So we brought in our industrial strength crowbars. With DJ Benvenuto’s intelligence and with DJ Skittles’s mini-van like strength they popped the chain right off the bench!
We then moved the bench to RIA’s area. HAHA! We have two benches once again. I can’t wait to see what’s going to happen on Monday.
After that we moved away from the scene to escape from the petty vandalism. Mwhahaha!
We moved in the direction of DJ Hadoken’s house but we split up after a route disagreement. DJ Hadoken and crew wanted to go the “Arizona route” which is like 10 minutes longer and I wanted to take the shortcut.
Guy the Manager (the non-robot version) accompanied me towards DJ Hadoken’s house. We discussed the pros and cons of Jell-O vs. Pudding. He had a decent argument and I couldn’t compete with it so I pushed him into traffic.
But I forgot. There were no cars so it didn’t work out quite right. I really should think these things through.
Later, on the home stretch towards DJ Hadoken’s house, I decided to chase Guy the Manager down the road on my super deluxe mountain bike.
After we reached the house we just waited for the rest of the group to arrive.
As we waited, we threw a football around with Super Fly the Wise Guy. We threw it around till Super Fly winged a moving car on the windshield with the football.
The guy driving the car spun out of control and crashed into a nearby bird house.
It was pretty funny. Well, not for the birds. But for us it was. Well, I guess it was pretty funny for the birds too. How often does a metal beast crash through your home?
About three times for me.
If anything special happens, I’ll update The Funk again later this day.
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