ponedjeljak, 9. srpnja 2012.

JOURNALISTIC SAVIOUR (Teddy Bora's Life)


 Introducing

Good morning dear listeners on the BQ7 radio line. I am as you know Ryan Bave No Surname and right now i feel kind a dizzy. It's 7.00 in the morning, but hell boy, it looks like the noon. Here on the streets of Atlanta it's never borning enough to listen up on radio, but dude, someone has to work that to. I don't give a shit for money, I used to, but to me, today it's only matter to get paid well, but what and who comfort with my job, no, I don't care that. My job is strugly road, so i don't care that anymore. Let's see on what are we now here today, i'm guessing it's to have a more fun that we can't have on down way streets.  Trust me.  We are so fucked up and shit up that we don't leave are houses anymore with out a gun, our riffle in my grandma's case. You guess what i saw yesterday after my shift. I was bout visiting McDonalld's but i had to turn away cause i had seen some cinderella kid is wavin with the gun bigger than hes hed. When i got home my mama was talking about like it's a toy, but dude hes bigger friend had something for sale and it wasn't a toy he had of course something WHITE, not flavour, it's cocain my friends. Boys were about ten and sixteen. Whooh shitty place is this Atlanta. Kid's please listen to me. Get way out of drugs, bear and other sitty business. On who you look up to when you wake up. I gues it's Ronald Rager. Yes he is I'm pretty sure. Our Atlanta boy with style, body and talent of coursing everything what split hes hed. But shit yeah i'm not thinking of him no more. I used to. I'm not seeing him no more. When I wake up I'm thinkin about someone more special, i'm thinking bout first neigbourd. My silly Scott. Ten years old kid who's my follower, i'm his man guys, I can't betraid him no more. I have to be nice. I have to say good morning everytime when i get on the job cause i know on that way i'll make Scott be better man. Yeah and that is my finish line. To make Scott grow in a doctor, not gangster as he wanted to be when he saw me like it. But let's not talk about me anymore and Scott let's talk about weather. It's my pleasure to tell you that today we have some sunny time after all this rain that  had embraced Atlanta in next three months.. Rain didn't stop Mr. Bieber to sing Baby on the top of the Atlanta street ..And yeah  now big fat Rella is walking to the candy shop to buy some candy bar even her mother  told her to visit fitness center.. Dear Rella you should take some water in case of that bars..Dude your big... !!
Where is she fucking going right now. Hm i'm guessing in the bank for some extra money of Daddy Joe. She'll never get that Daddy Joe will just fuck her big fat ass and he'll throw her like other whores.. But no she just believes he'll love her for forever. Daddy Joe is me in the past, well it's not really me, it's me in the past as I said. Daddy Joe is Daniel Thomas Joesy Jackson Jr.  son of the vise president of our Atlanta hospital center  Daniel Thomas Joesy Jackson. Daddy Joe used to be rich kid with all advantages of the world, most of the kids only dreamed to be like him.. He had the most popular surname of the world Jackson as Michael Jackson.. He went in the best primary and high school of Atlanta. When he was seventeen hes brother died in the city jam at „Marlees Bar“.. some junk man shoot him in the hed. Daddy Joe was so sad because of that, he couldn't believe so he decided to change hes life on a bad side. Hes father wanted for him to be a doctor maybe a president of  a hospital one day. Daddy Joe went on a University of Atlanta's health, he was a good student but  he always had a face like hiding something.. Some bad guys just started to be his everyday company and than there he met  Toddy Bora. He was a future dentist, he had every chance to be rich and popular man as hes father and older brother Evelyn John but he decided to be drug diler and he decided to be a nobody. Toddy Bora had a great family, big family he had everything. When he went on the university he was something like a Daddy Joe.. he was something bout hiding. On the classes he was nice, cute man and after he was a monster. Daddy Joe wanted to be just like him. They were the best students on the university so they were sended in the New York to be students on their university of New York's Health.  Joe was so happy so he said he would love to do so, but Bora had a plans. He was about to find a double man who will be present as a Bora and he will be the one who'll listen the classes and real Bora will getting party every night on the Upper East Side. Hes plan also included Daddy Joe and when he presented him that plan Joe was fascinated with it so they went to the airport to follow their dreams of party, alcohol, smokes, whores, fancy cars and the money.. yeah I almost forgot something what was the most important in their life COCAIN. They just went on the airport as their real name Dallas Kevin McFadden and Daniel Thomas Joesy Jackson Jr. All in the suit, like real gentelmans. Bora was 20 and other  one Daddy was 19 they were big handsomes in here of Atlanta but they just never had a chance to be what they wanted to be here in the city of Atlanta. Even if atlanta is the one of the most towns were that boys are growing one.. Atlanta gave the chance to every man to be a thief , to be like 50 cent or someone else, to be a dirty boy of dirty streets but not for everyone, especially not for McFadden's and  Jackson's. They were the greatest families of all atlanta times. Dallas son of the best lawyer in Georgia and Daniel son of the vise president of the hospital just never had a chance to be what they wanted to be,  cause everyone knew who they really are. So when they grabe the chance to fly in the New York they knew they aren't really about flying in the New York, they were actually going in the Empire state's streets were no one knew who they really are, where they would be like anyone else, and where they'll have a chance to become what they always had a dream about.. a gangsters.

Welcome :)

Good evening dear readers on blogger. The one who is writing this thing now is seventeen, one from NY. I'm so happy, and right now in good way to talk about myself in hours. but i wont, time will stop me. Who am I. That's the secret I have to tell, it's not like I am Gossip Girl.. Haahhah You have to love me. It's Tiley, your entertainer. I am the one who decided to share my new experience of writing with you. I just started to write a book about two very important guys in my  life. My best friends John and Kevin. As you know a lot of writers earned their fame after death. I don't need the fame at all, it is not an important life thing. I always had my path of wich way i'm going. I still have it, and it's my dream. my dream is to share my thoughts with you my sweets...My lovely readers I present you my new book "Journalistic Saviour". I hope you'll like this story about two guys and everything what spoiled them into the monsters... 



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