His ooc'itis shown through the trumpet line in his head, he shifted into a hopskip a'topp'uhh milk crate. A spliff sat twix'teez lips. The puff of the smoke rolled and twirls throug the air, one single crow flies above the head of the pirate sent to do a sailor's job. His green paddy-cap was relaxed back on top of his head. Only wearin' a thermal undershirt with sleeves rolled up above his elbows. A jolly roger shown on his left arm, the newest tattoo sat on his starboardsyde't arm, above his elbow but beneath the shoulder. Where was his next one t'go? In the arm pussy you sayy?!?!?!

Hello, my name is FartBarf. I come from the bloodline of Reckless. I've fought a battle for a very long time. And now I'd like to challenge every single person here to join me. Any people hoping to claim the bounty for this challenge will have to have no cap on, and their line will need to be vouched for by any upper echelon in their respective city. Ah'emm

With the clear of his throat, he hits his spliff. Mee'mawZz note becomes visible in the left hand that shot back to a pocket. The right hand comes up after a drag of the spliff to get the smoke away from FartBarf's nose.

dare'm to tryy

Havin' felt the words of his great grandmother were heard, he stretches his neck by placin' his right hand on his ear. He pushes his head down to the shoulder, he pushes his right shoulder outwards and down. He takes a deep breath and allows his body to relax, smoke still twirlin' in the wind.

My entire family dares the uncapped underling's to come out here and introduce themselves. In whatever shape or form they would like. I offer five dollars to third place. 7 to 2nd place. And a whoppin' 10 bucks to the winner that can capture my heart.

He shuck'sta jive with a littly jimmy of his entire body as he feels the tension release in his emotional pressure point. The dance was sporadic and seemed rhythm less. He quickly shifts his shoulders, shakin' his head. Puttin' the spliff back in his mouth he uses his right hand to pull out the rolled poster in his back pocket. He proceeds to use the homemade glue kept in a tin to stick it to the wall.

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I wanna see your best first impression. Everything will have to follow up to the very top of your personal iceberg. Whether it's a crew leader, hand in a crew, Godfather, or Godmother.

"Hello, FartBarf. You might be asking yourself, 'Am I hallucinating right now or is there really a six-foot tall purple dinosaur standing in front of me?' The answer may surprise you! Given your speaking style, I'd say both! I am new here and want to make the world a better place. I can't really hold a gun all that well, so you won't have to worry about any harm coming your way. And I love to sing! Won't you join along?"

Barney is a dinosaur
A man of our creation,
He's nice, he's tall,
And what we call
A dinosaur sensation!

Barney's friends are loud and proud;
They hail from many places.
After crimes they meet to drink
And cheers with merry faces.

Barney shows us lots of things
Like how to bust a homie,
Snatch a purse, and write a verse,
And how to escape a felony.

Barney comes to sing with you
Whenever the Streets need him.
Barney can be your muse too,
If you just make-believe him!