Cholo Cut You

For no reason at all, my friend knocked over a bum's shopping cart last night. Which was empty, but woke his ass up like a job interview. He charges us, screaming obscenities as the cart picks up speed. Motherfuckers! Bahh! My friend wasn't even paying attention at this point, I should have let the bum cut block him with some help from Ralph's, but I intercepted the play instead, hoping the psycho wasn't packing a knife. It went well in the end for us, and the next day I shot this little ditty of me explaining to my friend how I also sort of stabbed him earlier in the evening.