Hood Life

It took me like 3 minutes to read this and I still feel like I wasted hours of my life. Thanks for nothing.

I had a manager who dressed up as a hood rapper for halloween. He's whiter than the asbestos you ingested before writing this. I hate that manager. He barely qualified as human.

The best part about this story is the certainty it will be unpublished soon.

What trash is this, nigga? Choice of fake clothing and a loop of doom. You have achieved that 500 words feel like torture. First, make a plot then maybe learn to write something that not ends in a loop or random deaths

This could've been moderately funny if you'd done something interesting with the gimmick, instead we got a few completely linear pages with fake "choices" that all went the same place, and an endless looping section. Was not expecting anything worth reading at 500 words, but this managed to be a waste of the thirty seconds it took to click through even by my already extremely low expectations.

The infinite choice loop really does well in portraying the endless struggles of the African American male.

This story made me wish your parents never met.

Fuck off with yo gay ass looping and whacky ass sudden endgame links nigga, now back the fuck off before I pop a cap in yo bitch ass