Panther88
Banned
:shame:
Yesterday early evening/afternoon, my uncle (mother's younger brother) called the po pos (firemen) on ya' boy because I was about to burn down my big momma's old house. :|
Long story short, I'd called the fire marshall for the county to ensure that a burn ban wasn't in effect, so I was about to light that bad boy up because it's dilapitated. Had 5 big gallons of diesel and was shaking it all over the crib when this mare head muthafugga' came rolling up showing his "grill." :retard: :
him: what'chew doin' ricky?
me: finna' set it on fire unc! *"BURN BABY BURN" is playing back to back on my truck CD lol* (no kidding)
him: what'chew gonna' do that fo'?

me: it's uninhabitable. it needs to go unc! makes no sense to waste time tearing it down so i'm just gonna' burn it.
him: hell naw nah lil' ricky!
daz my momma's house! daz d only thing i got to remember her by!
me: well, you'd better go git'chew a plank off the side of the house because it's about to go *POOF!*
.
me: *continues to shake diesel over the front porch and against the wood frame house*
him:
STOP IT! 
me:
him: does yo' momma' know what'chew doin'?!
me: *setting gas can down* YES!
And so do your OTHER 3 living sisters!
i talked to them last weekend and they asked about the condition and they too agreed that it had to be burnt or torn down. 
him: but ricky......
daz my momma' house. *damned near in tears!*
me: *picking up gas can* MAN UP UNC!
him: *dialing 911*
me: *HURRYING TO SPREAD THE REST OF THE DIESEL SO I CAN LIGHT IT* lol
him: :bawling: *calling my momma, i guess*
me: *on the other side of the house when i hear the sirens coming* great...
him: here come da' firetruck ricky! stop it!
me: too late! *makes haste towards lighter that's in truck#1* lol
him: here they come!
me: aw hell.......
fireman #1 as he exits the big truck: where's da' fire and who's trapped inside*
me:
him: i called y'all to make y'all make him stop tryna' burn my momma's house
fireman: sir! u were about to set someone's house on fire!
me: sir!
my GRANDMOTHER has been dead for 17 years and my GRANDFATHER has been dead for 14 years!
I SAW A BIG ASSED SNAKE IN THAT DAMNED HOUSE LATE LAST YEAR AND HE STILL IN THERE AND I'M FINNA' BURN THIS STRUCTURE DOWN BECAUSE IT'S DILAPITATED!
*striking on lighter igniter*
him:
*damned near in tears*
fireman: sir... blah blah blah blah......
I didn't recall everything the fireman was telling me as I put the gas can in the back of the truck and got in and was about to leave and take a shower to attend a HS bball game. Uncle and those dudes were talking and I think they washed the house down w/ water after I left because I didn't see too much of the diesel fuel remnants against the side of the house that I'd previously left (noticed as I returned last night lol).
This whole ordeal was and is a trip. :retard: Why the generation of folx @ my mother's level can't agree on things that are "communal" is beyond me.
Yesterday early evening/afternoon, my uncle (mother's younger brother) called the po pos (firemen) on ya' boy because I was about to burn down my big momma's old house. :|
Long story short, I'd called the fire marshall for the county to ensure that a burn ban wasn't in effect, so I was about to light that bad boy up because it's dilapitated. Had 5 big gallons of diesel and was shaking it all over the crib when this mare head muthafugga' came rolling up showing his "grill." :retard: :
him: what'chew doin' ricky?
me: finna' set it on fire unc! *"BURN BABY BURN" is playing back to back on my truck CD lol* (no kidding)
him: what'chew gonna' do that fo'?
me: it's uninhabitable. it needs to go unc! makes no sense to waste time tearing it down so i'm just gonna' burn it.
him: hell naw nah lil' ricky!
me: well, you'd better go git'chew a plank off the side of the house because it's about to go *POOF!*
.
me: *continues to shake diesel over the front porch and against the wood frame house*
him:
me:
him: does yo' momma' know what'chew doin'?!
me: *setting gas can down* YES!
him: but ricky......
me: *picking up gas can* MAN UP UNC!
him: *dialing 911*
me: *HURRYING TO SPREAD THE REST OF THE DIESEL SO I CAN LIGHT IT* lol
him: :bawling: *calling my momma, i guess*
me: *on the other side of the house when i hear the sirens coming* great...
him: here come da' firetruck ricky! stop it!
me: too late! *makes haste towards lighter that's in truck#1* lol
him: here they come!
me: aw hell.......
fireman #1 as he exits the big truck: where's da' fire and who's trapped inside*
me:
him: i called y'all to make y'all make him stop tryna' burn my momma's house
fireman: sir! u were about to set someone's house on fire!
me: sir!
him:
fireman: sir... blah blah blah blah......
I didn't recall everything the fireman was telling me as I put the gas can in the back of the truck and got in and was about to leave and take a shower to attend a HS bball game. Uncle and those dudes were talking and I think they washed the house down w/ water after I left because I didn't see too much of the diesel fuel remnants against the side of the house that I'd previously left (noticed as I returned last night lol).
This whole ordeal was and is a trip. :retard: Why the generation of folx @ my mother's level can't agree on things that are "communal" is beyond me.