One of my many treasured memories of james is when i first moved to jersey and those fuckin kids started telling me that
james is like this 6`4 senior with dredlocks and who wore a kilt nshit. They also told me that he had crazy raves at
his house every friday. They told me big war's dad was the biggest coke dealer in the tri-state area and that he beat
warren with bags of coke.
Then the next day decker comes up to me and he's like
"dude dudek wants to fucking fight you, he said to meet him after school outside by the busses"
So i go out to the busses with decker, and james walks up, now you've seen james's picture, so you know he doesn't match
the previous description i was given. Ryan starts pushing and goin "fight him james come on fight him"
james just rolls his eyes and shakes my hand and offhandly whispers "they always do this"
It was fuckin great