Mister Nine

People running around for two hours, nobody scores and it’s full of bad acting. Yet, its billions of fans insist that you just DON’T GET IT.

Don’t be an open door, WHORE!

Hi, My name Lt. JC Nyne. If you’re wondering what the JC stands for, don’t. I won’t tell you, and neither will the people that DO know. Anyway, it’s Friday and the night is young. I’m just chilling at the crib. Waiting for my roommate, Sammy, to call me to pick him up from work.

Carry on my wayward son..there’ll be peace when you are done.. my phone’s ringtone goes on and uhmm, don’t ask about the song, thanks.

“Yo” I said answering the phone. “I get out at 8:30, maybe we can go get a couple of beers after you pick me up” Sammy suggested. “Sure, that sounds like a plan.”

At 8:15, I picked up my keys, my badge, and of course my gun, and went to pick Sammy up. After I got there I saw him talking on the phone, then uspiciously hanging up as I pulled up. It was like if he didn’t want me to hear his conversation. He pretended that I didnt just see that and got in my car.

“Sup, bruh? Thanks for picking me up” he said slamming the passenger door.

“No problem, but can you not be so rough with Zoe, please?” I told him with a serious look in my face.

“Zoe? Oh..nevermind. The car. Sorry. ” He apologized after remembering that I named my car Zoe. Again, dont ask.

We drove over to the bar down the block in what seemed to be a pretty awkward, silent ride. I wanted to ask him about the call, but it was none of my business. Sammy had a weird look in his face, like if he was nervous or scared. “You know, Nyne…you should probably leave the car in the parking garage across the street. It’s safer.” he said as we pulled up to the bar.

“Yea, good idea.”

I dropped him off and headed towards the garage. After parking my car, I hear 2 people arguing behind a brand new 2010 Escalade. Of course, with me being a cop and all, I wanted to make sure everything was ok. I heard them talking about some deal, and making sure it went down ok.

“We need to get this car, today!!!” said Guy #1. “I’m not gonna leave without it.” he added.

“I know, boss. It just seems kind of risky with him being a cop and all” Guy #2 replied. This caught my attention. I wondered what or who they could be referring to as I accidentally kicked an empty coke can.

“oh shit!” I whispered as I hid behing one of the cars.

“what the fuck was that?!” Guy #1 yelled out as he moved closer to where I was hiding.

“what was what?” Guy #2 asked following his boss.

“I dunno, I couldve sworn I heard something over here.”

“hmmmm, I didn’t really I hear anything, boss” said Guy #2.

Around the corner, a shadow starts to grow bigger. The person or thing casting it was getting closer. "uhmmm, hey...I'm Mike's cousin, Nick." said Guy #3 while pointing at Guy #2.

“Mike…Mikey…who the fuck is that?” asked Guy #1 while pointing his gun at Nick.

“Oh, uhmm…John..boss…that’s my little cousin, Nick. I thought we might need an extra brain and he’s really good with car alarms” said Mike after hesitating a bit.

“Mikey….I told you NOT to bring anybody else! The more hands in a project, the more chances of fucking it up!!!” yelled John as he pulled the trigger and put one right between Nick’s eyebrows. “You see?! Now I look like the bad guy for trying to fix YOUR fuck up!!” he added.

Immediately after the shot, I jumped out. “FREEZE, MIAMI POLICE!!” I yelled. “You’re under arrest for murder, obviously. Drop your weapon!” I demanded. This wasn’t such a good idea being that now they both had their weapons pointed at me. “oh fuck” I thought to my self.

John chuckled. “hahaha, really?…Why don’t YOU drop YOUR weapon!” he demanded as he shot Mikey and then shot towards me, hitting me on my shoulder as then made a run for it.

I walked towards Mikey. "Listen, I dunno what the fuck you guys were up to, but you're gonna tell me where to find that John guy. And what HE just started....I'm gonna finish!"

“HAHAHA” he laughed while gasping for air. “You ain’t gonna finish shit. Cus what the Big Boss wants, the Big Boss gets! So you might wanna say Bye to your precious car. Hahah”

“Zoe? Really? John is THAT stupid?” I asked.

“Oh no, John is MY boss. I’m talking about HIS boss.” Said Mikey as he put pressure along his rib, where John had shot him.

“Fuck it! Mikey..don’t worry about that wound. That bullet is not gonna kill you..” I smirked.

“Huh?” he stared at me, confused.

“That’s not the one to kill you…because THIS one is” i said as I shot him right on the forehead. “I don’t need you. This is what I do best….I’ll find that muthafucka on my own!!”

[TO BE CONTINUED???]

Es increible la fuerza y la sabiduria del corazon. Hoy me doy cuenta que el corazon hace mucho mas que latir, hace sentir, hace estrañar. Hoy que se acerca ese aniversario tan doloroso, mi corazon hace que te encuentre en mis sueños. Anoche te vi, igual de bella, igual de comica, igual de cariñosa. Y aunque el tiempo a pasado, dentro de mi sigue el mismo dolor, el mismo sentimiento. Pero tambien, te estraño igual y te sigo amando igual. I love you, ‘buela. You will always be, not only in my mind, but in my heart as well. <3

Sir! FL-791 AFJROTC Cadet Wing Color Guard #1 from Dillard High School in Ft. Lauderdale, FL reports and requests permission to use your drill area, sir!

I dunno if I remember this correctly. Hahah. Damn I miss those times.

Me: Ugh! This one is too hard!!!

Wife: Thats what she said!

Me: -_- you’re such a lesbian.

Wife: You’re a lesbian!!

Me: -_-