My school ( West Georgia ) is in a little gay ass town known as Carrollton. The only real source of urban entertainment is in this club called, Club 31. I hardly go to it, because all the DJ spins is Trilleville and the other little played out 'crunk' whack bullshit. Last night was no different, with the exception of Lil' Scrappy coming to perform of course. The club was straight for the first hour and a half. You know how alot of these southern clubs are.....whack music...then some herb ass ~~~~~s in a big fag-like mound jumping up and down throwing up their eastside and westside cliques. So there I was, the pretty, clean cut, perfect jaw-structured cat from VA, playing the background with my fitted hat low...looking sexy as fuck. The next thing you know, lil scrappy and his croneys jump on stage. I was in the background and still couldnt help but notice that n1ggas yukmouth. Well, the next you know....these n!ggas from my school start chucking empty bottles and shit at scrappy......that shit was pretty wild though....next thing you know...scrappy's people start throwing the bottles back into the crowd, knocking n!ggas square in the forehead and shit....it was pretty hilarious. This scene was all to familiar to me, and i knew what would come next. I was at the door already. The next thing you know...about 5 rounds are shot. A stampede ensues. N!ggas are running over eachother....brawds are tripping...losing shoes here and there....broken bottles....some dudes were actually crying. The bitch in n!ggas came out last night..on the real. Long story short, I believe someone was actually shot up ( dont know if it was one of Scrappy's peeps or someone from my school ). I dip to my car to avoid the 5-0...the next thing you know....lil scrappy passes in front of me...yukmouth and all....handcuffed....and utters, " this is some bullshit ". I died laughing. damn..i shouldn't have put this info in a narrative. oh well. peace.