The adventures of Barack Obama and his gangsta homies

Warning: Contains adult themes, might not be appropriate for young audiences (pik ), unless you think you're too cool to read this message.


The adventures of Barack Obama and his gangsta homies. Episode 1.

One quiet night Barack and his gangsta homies were driving in their new car that they found lying around in a driveway. They were off to meet their new friend Jeremy, who said that he had a magical substance, that he says can make dragons appear infront of the consumer's very eyes.
"Shit guys, we're going to be late if we're screwing around like this all day" said Obama, he started speeding up.
One of his guys said to Obama "Whoa man, slow down, you're making me feel really paranoid"
"That's what speed does" replied Obama
They passed a police car, which was parked behind a billboard advertising toothpaste. The police car's siren went off, and they started following Obama's car.
"Aww shit" said Obama, he started to speed up even more, so did the police car.
"WHOOAA MAN!" Obama's guy yelled "We can't afford a police chase now"
Obama turned his head towards him "Yes we can"
Obama floored it, pushing his guys back into their seats, FREEAAKIN them right out. More police cars came from a side road, headed towards them. Obama saw a ramp near a fence, he might be able to jump over it, but it'll be risky.
"WWHHOOOOAAAAHH NO MAN DON'T DO IT, WE CAN'T CLEAR THAT FENCE!!!"
Obama turned to him "Yes we can"
He hammered the accelerator, speeding straight towards the ramp, his guys were crapping themselves, the two wheels on the right hit the ramp, sending the car into the air, doing killer rolls. The car landed perfectly, nearly hitting two cats. They had lost the police.

Episode 2 coming soon.

oooooh...fan-fiction
I may wanna try this sometime

i'm not even going to read it.

No offense, but offense

i see

fooey wrote:i'm not even going to read it.

I took the time to type this, you could at least read it.

Episode 2:

Barrack and his friendly friends were driving along, the heat had died down a bit now, he decided it was safe enough to go to Jeremy's house.
"Alright, we gettin the stuff now or what!?" quietly asked his posse.
"Just, hang on and it will happen soon enough" Barrack answered.
A long, awkwardly quiet drive down the road.
"Are we there yet?" asked his bloke.
"We'll get there when we get there" Barrack replied angrily.
They arrived at Jeremy's house. The paint on the walls was starting to peel off and the windows were fogged up. They went inside, it smelled like burning tyres. The roof had black all over it.
"H-h-hey g-guys" Jeremy was sitting in the corner with a straw in his hand, he was shaking. "C-c-c-come join mmm-mm-me"

To be continued next time I get bored.

Lol racist fan fiction of Barrack Obama...by an Austrailian.

WIN! XD

It wasn't really intended in a racist way. If fact you're the one being racist. saying that black people are the ones in gangs.