Tuesday 8 October 2013

Walking To and From School is Just a Parrrr!!!

First of all, formalities:

(courtesy of Urban Dictionary)

1. Par
When something happens to you that is considered by many to be an extremely rude breach of social standard. This includes getting dissed, getting slapped, being swiftly rejected by a girl you've been making advances on, when someone or something causes unnecessary hardship, or even being ignored my your mum. In short, it is getting demoralised. Hard.

2. Par
When something bad happens to you or your being ignored 
Person 1: You just missed the bus! 
Person 2: Thats a par!

3. Par
It's means the say as boyed or shame


It's normally used in a sentence...
Boy1: I failed the math test
Boy2: Bruv, that's a par
So, now everyone (Londoner or not) will understand why this word describes my now awful trek to school.

Not once, not twice, but three times now miniature canines - THAT is the biggest (or rather smallest) insult of this whole ordeal, these dogs are smaller than the bag I'm carrying  - have rolled up on me as I'm walking either near school or home. And I don't mean oh just a bark here and there, a whole lot of noise. I mean growling, snarling and coming AT me full on. 

These dogs are not punks - but they must take me for one! Here I am thinking if I keep walking past and incidentally close to their direction, they will realise I'm bigger and back off. NO. These demoniacally possessed creatures move in as if to bite me.

OH. #SideNote their owners are in FULL view! But please believe they don't intervene until these little rats come and try bite me. Talking about come here Fifi, stop that now! 

WHAT?!

Is my name Bob for you to be treating me like some any fool?!

Your dog is ready to take a chunk out of people. WHY is it running out in the yard not on a leash like say its a cat? Put that thing on a choke chain! Don't give it some pink bandanna neck tie that ain't fooling NO ONE!

Now, I'll admit, I was caught between self preservation and animal cruelty. I didn't kick out at these things because I didn't want to actually have to fight for my life, and because I don't wanna accidentally kill them or whatever and get their owners vex....

BUT. One lone attack and two mutts trying to double team me today....NAH BLUD!

#SideNote :

2. blud
mainly used in the uk 
"blud" comes from bredrin (brother) 
or blood brother 


blud, doesn't havent to mean a literal brother 
more like a friend
"how you blud?" 
"safe blud"
 IT'S NOT GOIN DOWN!!

Next time - Lord Jesus let there not be one - there are only 2 phases:


  1. Call out the owner in my non existent French.
  2. Fight Fifi's behind if she's feelin froggy...






Wish me luck guys....tomorrow is a new game.






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