J. ripped the hatchet from his side and swung it around in the air.
The redneck didn't know what was happening when the hatchet sliced a slit in his neck like a neden. Blood gushed from it as if it was a chick on her period.
The other rednecks looked at each other, then ran away like a bunch of little bitches.
Violent J. put away his ax and started to walk down the street again. He noticed an old trailer parked on the side of the road.
On the door it said: "FREE GHETTO BOOTY INSIDE".
Do you want some ass or not?