"How much bruh?" |
Well playboy, ole “Eddie Haskell,” Mike Tomlin’s wallet got exposed for $100 stacks on Wednesday for interfering with the Jacoby Jones’ kickoff return in Thursday night’s game against the Baltimore Ravens. You already knew that the league was gonna sting him for that foolishness and why not? He was dead wrong!
It was almost necessary to hit him up good to make an example out of that dun because you can't just let cats pull stunts like that. Otherwise, you'd have boyz doing it all of the time. It's like a kid getting kicked in the butt at school. If he doesn't beat the brakes off of the first cat with his foot in the air he's gonna to get kicked by every kid in school within a week. Why? Because he let the first clown get away with it. Mike Tomlin just happened to be that kid with his foot in the air. It wasn't personal bruh it was business. Now boyz know!
Now I don’t care how much bread a boy makes a $100 stacks is a $100 stacks! That’s almost the new Ranger Rover Supercharged joint or a S550 Benz joint and almost enough to put some shoes on it. Well...I guess you can put some shoes on it for that price but they won't match the outfit playboy! On some real talk, that’s enough to remodel Big Momma’s crib in the hood with all new furniture, new bath room, kitchen, roof, etc., a new whip and enough to put some change in her pocket. See even though he’s got bread and offered to move his granny to a new crib in the suburbs she’s not willing to move. Y’all know the drill, “I ain’t movin’! I been here my whole life and Ima die right here!” So you just pay the gangstas in the neighborhood to look out for her and it's all good.
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! If ole Eddie Haskell was gonna get hit for $100 stacks he may as well have put on a helmet and shoulder pads and ran out there and all out tackled that dun, tore his ACL and collar bone bruh. If you’re gonna get punished, I say do the freakin’ crime for real my dude! You can't hit me for $100G's cause I changed his direction. Hit me because I broke his jaw, took his sneakers and straight up carjacked him not because my foot crossed the line.
It’s like going to lunch with your unbelievably fine co-worker and she accidently leans on you to fix her shoe and gets lip stick on your shirt. You get home and your wife goes crazy and starts accusing you of cheating. You may as well have really gotten it in if you’re gonna get blasted anyway! Right? That's a boy needs to go to lunch alone. Then the temptation of foolishness doesn't arise.
Mike had to take that fine on the chin and then explain it carefully to the wife because he just cut in to her shopping bread and you already know that didn't fly with the First Lady. You know he was bumpin’ that Keyshia Cole “I Should’ve Cheated” all the way to the crib last night pissed that he just didn’t tackle ole boy and get it over with.
I bet this week that he’ll be standing on top of the bench! He’s not going anywhere near that white chalk for the rest of his career. As a matter of fact, he’s not even going to let his feet touch the freakin’ grass anymore.
This dun has gone from being the respected Mike Tomlin to Eddie Haskell to Paul Blart the freakin' Mall Cop! Because now he's gonna come out on the field pushin’ the two wheeler joint up and down the sideline. They'll have to put guard rails up to keep that fool from veering into traffic! Stop me when I start lyin’!
Holla At Ya Boy!
Jay Graves
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