as a 130 year old man i hardly leave the reservation but when i got into town to day i bumped into a young man Who i was told later was part of a tribe called the Bloods who was very angry i had touched him he shouted and asked me if wanted some of his Co.ck soup after i said maybe he ripped out a small radio of some sort and proceeded to dance spinning around on his head and slapping his rear this was no normal dancing like around the fires at home this man was crazy after that him and his Tribe laughed at me and said i got served and then he punched me the stomach as hard as he could and him and his tribe proceed to kick me on the ground till i was covered with blood and lost my pride I NEED TO DANCE MY PRIDE BACK TO ME THIS IS WORSE THEN DYING IN MY TRIBE I WAS ROBBED OF MY LIFE!!!
im looking for a dance crew to fight for my pride...?
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