mcpix

i walk all over hollywood....

i walk to work, i walk to get food, i walk to drink booze, i walk home.  

so it's any other tuesday night, i am walking to the club with my bff...our arms are linked, we're chatting to ourselves and puffing away on cancer sticks.

there are 3 individuals that are on the opposite side of the street who decide to cross over to our side.

i tell my bff to speed up.  now the mini-mob is behind us.  mobgirl says, "girl turn around!  bitch! turn around!". 

i don't turn around.

mobboy#1 quickly runs up behind us and takes a swing at us, but misses me and hits my large leather purse.

i turn around with fire in my eyes, ready to take off my 5 inch heeled shoe and use it as a boomerang.

mobgirl says "whatcha gonna do?"

mobboy#2 "cackle cackle"

mobboy#1 "yea"

my bff whispers in my ear "its not worth it, walk away, they're on crack!"

they are kinda twitchy-like, so I agree and we link arms again, take a puff of our cancer sticks, about-face and walk away.