TDOG YOU GOTTA PROBLEM
Dec 27, 2016 20:15:35 GMT -5
Post by pimp on Dec 27, 2016 20:15:35 GMT -5
Dooder3G was facing his master in a secret location somewhere on the edge of Verdemous.
“I’m sorry I failed you master. I ain’t see the shit comin’ one minute I was in the heat of battle sword swingin’ alien slayin’. The Dood don’t make mistakes. THE DOOD DON’T LIKE TAKIN’ Ls MASTER TINI!”
Dooder kept beating himself up about losing the Red Carpet Rumble to his Master Tini. Master held up a hand that halted all of the stars in the sky. The rummage of townspeople came to stand still as the master stood up and looked down to Dooder3G.
“Stop.” Dooder3G put both hands in the air. “Before you denote me back down to an underling hear me out real fast. Dood ain’t completely down n’ out. Dood ain’t gonna wait for no one in Greenland to give me a shot at the holder of the Paramount source. I’m gonna have to take that shit the only way I know how…”
Dooder looked away from his master into the crowd of his people. “THE GANG GREEN WAY! And next TNC it gonna start with the aliteration persuasion, Triple T Terrific Terrence Tillman Titan Twin Tower Ticking Timebomb.”
The crowd looks at each other in confusion as Dooder3G ascends to the air on a large green soapbox. Soldiers of the Gang Green Army gathered around as the master looked on.
“Triple T think he got problems wit everyone but The Doodster. He laid out the owner of Greenland. He got beef with the Gaines. He want to be respected as the top primo head honcho on board, but no one believe you. You need more people. People that can vouch for you. You need people who gonna look at chu and say “he a problem” “he a threat” right now you ain’t shit but a gatekeeper to the Gang Green General. You the result of my master bein’ so proud of my showin’ despite my failure, that he gonna test me against the man who think he the man to see if I’m really the man I say I is. Get it?”
Dooder3G adjust the lapels on his fancy green moon suit.
“I ain’t ever seen you do nothin’ Terrific, T-Dog. Everyone on the battlefield can throw a few fly kicks, don’t make ‘em legendary like Brucer Leedood. You think you the man just cuz you been around that don’t mean a goddamn thing. You still a youngin’ in this biz kiddo. Just graduated from school type shit. I been doin’ this a little bit longer than you, in the thick of the jungle with beasts way hungrier than you. It made me develop the killer instinct it takes to slay aliens and deplete the enemy of their sources of power. This an instinct you lackin’. KO’d Cain and immediately went on defense like a rookie ball player shootin’ his first shot. Apologizin’ and shit when really you shoulda been grew the balls to stick up for yourself. You too busy worried bout keepin’ a job, but if you was as sweet as you try to make it seem like you is, you wouldn’t be hurtin' for work, bucko.”
The crowd does a collective “ooooooh” as Dooder takes a minute to soak in his burn.
“You got shit fucked up if you thinkin’ Dooder just someone for you to go thru. Don’t mistake me for not bein’ the one in the thousand and one problems you got goin’ on. I can make it so this is where it all ends for you. Them training days. Them nights sittin’ in North Cack wondering why Nest was passin’ you by. Them nights you havin’ now wondering why the same Dood on HBO while you over here…still tryna make Triple T a name that ring bells. But no one’s home for you, dog. Like I said before you the dooood under the real Dooder. The Dood who always gonna be the one who made the better lookin’ dood look better. When you see me in that battlezone, it ain’t gonna be ollies, nollies, and kick flips and shit…well nah take that back imma flip kick the black off yo lips. But you get my point. No tricks. No fuckery shit. The President of Greenland. Chancellor of Verdemous. Mr. 3GW himself gonna straight up show you how unmatched you truly is against my ninjutsu. No forbidden jutsu necessary, cuz you more of an illusion of a threat than an actual one. You’d think someone who was day one gonna be your biggest roadblock, but I’m lookin’ towards the God herself. You ain’t even one of her arch angels Dood, stay humble and take this L. Don’t quit ya day job…that is unless you get fired.”
Dooder3G laughs as he disintegrates.
“I’m sorry I failed you master. I ain’t see the shit comin’ one minute I was in the heat of battle sword swingin’ alien slayin’. The Dood don’t make mistakes. THE DOOD DON’T LIKE TAKIN’ Ls MASTER TINI!”
Dooder kept beating himself up about losing the Red Carpet Rumble to his Master Tini. Master held up a hand that halted all of the stars in the sky. The rummage of townspeople came to stand still as the master stood up and looked down to Dooder3G.
“Stop.” Dooder3G put both hands in the air. “Before you denote me back down to an underling hear me out real fast. Dood ain’t completely down n’ out. Dood ain’t gonna wait for no one in Greenland to give me a shot at the holder of the Paramount source. I’m gonna have to take that shit the only way I know how…”
Dooder looked away from his master into the crowd of his people. “THE GANG GREEN WAY! And next TNC it gonna start with the aliteration persuasion, Triple T Terrific Terrence Tillman Titan Twin Tower Ticking Timebomb.”
The crowd looks at each other in confusion as Dooder3G ascends to the air on a large green soapbox. Soldiers of the Gang Green Army gathered around as the master looked on.
“Triple T think he got problems wit everyone but The Doodster. He laid out the owner of Greenland. He got beef with the Gaines. He want to be respected as the top primo head honcho on board, but no one believe you. You need more people. People that can vouch for you. You need people who gonna look at chu and say “he a problem” “he a threat” right now you ain’t shit but a gatekeeper to the Gang Green General. You the result of my master bein’ so proud of my showin’ despite my failure, that he gonna test me against the man who think he the man to see if I’m really the man I say I is. Get it?”
Dooder3G adjust the lapels on his fancy green moon suit.
“I ain’t ever seen you do nothin’ Terrific, T-Dog. Everyone on the battlefield can throw a few fly kicks, don’t make ‘em legendary like Brucer Leedood. You think you the man just cuz you been around that don’t mean a goddamn thing. You still a youngin’ in this biz kiddo. Just graduated from school type shit. I been doin’ this a little bit longer than you, in the thick of the jungle with beasts way hungrier than you. It made me develop the killer instinct it takes to slay aliens and deplete the enemy of their sources of power. This an instinct you lackin’. KO’d Cain and immediately went on defense like a rookie ball player shootin’ his first shot. Apologizin’ and shit when really you shoulda been grew the balls to stick up for yourself. You too busy worried bout keepin’ a job, but if you was as sweet as you try to make it seem like you is, you wouldn’t be hurtin' for work, bucko.”
The crowd does a collective “ooooooh” as Dooder takes a minute to soak in his burn.
“You got shit fucked up if you thinkin’ Dooder just someone for you to go thru. Don’t mistake me for not bein’ the one in the thousand and one problems you got goin’ on. I can make it so this is where it all ends for you. Them training days. Them nights sittin’ in North Cack wondering why Nest was passin’ you by. Them nights you havin’ now wondering why the same Dood on HBO while you over here…still tryna make Triple T a name that ring bells. But no one’s home for you, dog. Like I said before you the dooood under the real Dooder. The Dood who always gonna be the one who made the better lookin’ dood look better. When you see me in that battlezone, it ain’t gonna be ollies, nollies, and kick flips and shit…well nah take that back imma flip kick the black off yo lips. But you get my point. No tricks. No fuckery shit. The President of Greenland. Chancellor of Verdemous. Mr. 3GW himself gonna straight up show you how unmatched you truly is against my ninjutsu. No forbidden jutsu necessary, cuz you more of an illusion of a threat than an actual one. You’d think someone who was day one gonna be your biggest roadblock, but I’m lookin’ towards the God herself. You ain’t even one of her arch angels Dood, stay humble and take this L. Don’t quit ya day job…that is unless you get fired.”
Dooder3G laughs as he disintegrates.