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Originally posted by bigmouse
Ok, I'll spit it. Hova used to be a friend of mine, I thought he was. He lent me some money, and I wasn't be able to pay it back. He said it was cool, and I had time to pay up. We didnt speak much for a while, and I went on with my life. Then I get a call that he has fucked around with my girlfriend, that motherfucker! He even made her voice over on his fuckin sexlines. I called him and said he needed to back the fuck off or else. He said I had to relax and said that nothing was wrong, but that I needed to pay him. I was drunk one night and started pushing him around and shit, so he says nothing, he doesnt even look at me.Then all of a sudden, some bulldog jumps on my back and kicks the shit out of me. The bouncers did nothing.
I had a broken jaw, a concussion a couple of broken ribs a broken tooth and more. Hova just watched and didn't do shit. And now I even got a call from some fucker I must the pay the money in two weeks.
But I am back now, and I have found him
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Okay, I dont know why but I'll reply to this. You were never really my friend, I trusted you because some of my better friends told me you were good people. I lend you the money when you didn't have a house, food or clothes. I never asked for the money back, I always feel like the person that owes the money should bring it back out of themselves. You called and said you had problems and you couldn't pay me back. So I said: cool, it will happen another time. Since you were never a good friend we never spook, I saw you in clubs but thats it.
THen your supposed girlfriend calls me, telling me she needs a job an thats she wants to be with me. I assure you we never fucked, I dont fuck leftovers. She did do some work for me, and I paid her very well. She did want to work from behind a window, I made sure that would never happen.
A month ago I go the the club with some good friends to get a drink and laugh. Im in there 15 minutes and there you come, pushing shouting and spitting shit. I asked you nicely to stop a couple of times, but you kept going on and on. A friend asked you (not so nicely) to stop and leave. And you still did not stop. And then you made the biggest mistake, you pushed me a bit to hard and another friend has fucked you up. You had a gazillion warnings by that time, and the bouncers didn't do shit because they know me and they know you for being a drunk monkey.
And yes now I want my money back, and I assure I will get it.
bye now, I guess we will talk again sometime. You got my cell, give me a call and I will give you one chance to talk this out