THE LIL PETEY RETIREMENT TOUR BEGINS | vs. THE FAKE AVENGERS
Feb 2, 2022 1:00:43 GMT -5
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Post by Lil Petey on Feb 2, 2022 1:00:43 GMT -5
”PETEY AND SAUCE GO TO THE BAR”
w/ YUNG SAUCE
also w/ COLE MADDEN as the narrator as usual
JANUARY 25TH 2022
THE HIP HOUSE
[on camera]
“PETEY PREPARES FOR THE BATTLE OF THE CENTURY”
BIG DRIP WORLDWIDE (w/ TJ Thompson, Ozymandias, MYOJIN & Swindle Shelldrake)
vs.
THE KAVENGERS (El Puma, Noah Hope, Percival Burque, Rapture & Serrano Poblano)
JANUARY 26TH 2022
THE GYM AT THE HIP HOUSE
[on camera] w/ Cole still
w/ YUNG SAUCE
also w/ COLE MADDEN as the narrator as usual
JANUARY 25TH 2022
THE HIP HOUSE
[on camera]
It had been some time coming, but the boys were finally together. Yung Sauce was taken for a while by the predator known as Bohn Bash Bader, but after fighting for his life, he was reunited with his Big Drip brother, Lil Petey. When the two saw each other, they did their signature handshake which was really just a normal one, except they both said, ‘SHEEEEESH’ when it was done.
Not much else was really said right then. Sauce entered the Hip House for the first time in a while and Petey went straight to the fridge to pull out some Truly’s. He tossed a juice box to Sauce and the two sat on the couch. Mind you, it’s a Saturday afternoon right now and usually the boys are turning up or performing some kind of shenanigan.
After a few moments of silence, Petey looks at his empty can of Truly and then over at Sauce.
“You still got your fake, right fam?”
One sentence comes out of Petey’s mouth and Sauce is already annoyed, which basically means they’re picking up right where they left off. Typical brotherly love.
“Of course, what the fuck? You think Imma let this shit go until I’m finally twenty-one? Nah fam, you got me fucked up.” Petey was taken aback by Sauce’s aggressiveness and tone right now.
Usually Sauce is the super chill, ‘I really don’t care’ type of guy. Something’s different about him right now.
“Bitch, the fuck crawled up your ass today?”
It was at that very moment Petey remembered where Sauce had been and went to say something before he was cut off.
“Don’t you even THINK about saying that. You know I’m good, fam, I might be a little hangry or something, though.”
”Bet, let’s go to the bar. This place has the best mac n’ cheese and you know how much I love me some of that shit. They got plenty of other fine dining shit for you, too.”
”Bet.”
Not much else was said during this time. They both went to their rooms to get the right drip on and then went to the garage to take out the DRIPMOBILE. There wasn’t a single conversation the whole way to the bar, just song after song of the two having their own concert. What started with “edamame” by Yung Sauce went on to “shining on my ex” by both him and Petey and then somehow ended on “Party In The USA” by Miley Cyrus.
The Big Drip boys got to the bar after parking across the street and went to walk inside. The security guard outside asked for ID, so Petey handed his to him and then waited for Sauce. Sauce grabs his and holds it right in the security guard’s face and proceeds to say something.
”I’M 21 MUTHAFUCKA!!”
We all knew he was lying, but it was the confidence in his fake that did it for us. The security guard didn’t seem to like how Sauce handled that, but let him in anyway. The boys then started to walk towards the door of the bar.
Instantly, the scene turns into one of those slow motion flicks that they think is really badass, but no one really cares. In slow motion, they open the doors and walk inside. The bar isn’t that busy right now, maybe just a few people actually at the bar and a handful of others at tables scattered around. Everyone in the bar turns to look at the most drip they’ve ever seen in their lives except for one specific person that’s sitting at the bar.
That one person looks over after the others, but we’re unable to notice who it is at the moment because Sauce and Petey are still living in their slow motion world. Petey’s luscious curly hair bounces with every step he takes, Sauce’s glasses slowly fall down his nose and he has to push them back up… it’s not really that cool, but they seem to be enjoying themselves.
After a few minutes of slow motion entering the bar, things are finally back to normal and everyone is back to their own conversations. Sauce and Petey walk up to the bar to get a drink. The one person that didn’t turn around sat still as the boys crowded him without realizing - Sauce on his left and Petey on his right.
“What can I get you, gentlemen?” The bartender wasn’t a typical bartender either. Like this guy talked fancy, as if he wasn’t in some run down looking bar right now.
Petey was first to say, “Let me get a crown and coke, fam.” For some reason he thought he had to slap the counter after and waited for Sauce to order his drink. “I’ll just get a flight of shots, my G. Fill that shit to the top. I’m finna take flight like Kob-“
Before Sauce could say another letter or consonant or whatever, Petey punched him in the shoulder and quickly shut him up.
“Too soon bro, too soon.”
The two Big Drip boys stood there with this random guy still in the middle of them, just waiting on their drinks. After about fifteen seconds of standing there in silence, Petey looks over to realize that the dude is there. He looks at the balding on the top of his head and then looks up at Sauce.
“Yo, Saucy! You see this dude’s head, man? Balding like a bitch right now! Couldn’t be me with these luscious curls, you feel me?”
”SHEEESH, he need some of that chia pet shit on his head! What’s it called?”
”Bruh, you didn’t just say chia pet shit.” Petey starts dying laughing while finishing his sentence and the dude in the middle finally was tired of listening to them bag on him. The dude stood up and when he turned to look at Petey, he started pointing his finger at him and lost his mind.
”AYO IT’S DEMARCO! WHAT’S UP PLAYA?”
No one had seen or heard from Christian DeMarco since he was fired from being the Fallout General Manager. What are the odds that these two knuckleheads go to the same bar that he’s at?
Before DeMarco could say anything, Petey opened his mouth yet again. “I know you’ve seen what’s been going on in Project: Honor, though. Fuckin’ all out war is coming soon and you know ya boys are tryna bring justice!”
”Except me, I really don’t give a fuck. I’m just chillin’ and vibin’.”
”Yeah, this dude really been chillin’ and vibin’ with Bohn Bash Bader alright.”
Instant PTSD hit Sauce from the various times BBB tried to get his predator on and chase the 17-year-old. The bartender brought them their drinks and without hesitation, Sauce starts downing the flights one-by-one, while Petey sips on his crown and coke.
”You boys always get on my nerves, but yes I have been paying attention to what’s going on. Not like I can do anything about it right now, but I’m paying attention.”
Christian chugs the rest of his beer, stands up and walks away. Petey and Sauce don’t even recognize he’s gone or even realize he said anything. Once they finish their drinks, they hit the karaoke stage and continue the rest of their night.
Not much else was really said right then. Sauce entered the Hip House for the first time in a while and Petey went straight to the fridge to pull out some Truly’s. He tossed a juice box to Sauce and the two sat on the couch. Mind you, it’s a Saturday afternoon right now and usually the boys are turning up or performing some kind of shenanigan.
After a few moments of silence, Petey looks at his empty can of Truly and then over at Sauce.
“You still got your fake, right fam?”
One sentence comes out of Petey’s mouth and Sauce is already annoyed, which basically means they’re picking up right where they left off. Typical brotherly love.
“Of course, what the fuck? You think Imma let this shit go until I’m finally twenty-one? Nah fam, you got me fucked up.” Petey was taken aback by Sauce’s aggressiveness and tone right now.
Usually Sauce is the super chill, ‘I really don’t care’ type of guy. Something’s different about him right now.
“Bitch, the fuck crawled up your ass today?”
It was at that very moment Petey remembered where Sauce had been and went to say something before he was cut off.
“Don’t you even THINK about saying that. You know I’m good, fam, I might be a little hangry or something, though.”
”Bet, let’s go to the bar. This place has the best mac n’ cheese and you know how much I love me some of that shit. They got plenty of other fine dining shit for you, too.”
”Bet.”
Not much else was said during this time. They both went to their rooms to get the right drip on and then went to the garage to take out the DRIPMOBILE. There wasn’t a single conversation the whole way to the bar, just song after song of the two having their own concert. What started with “edamame” by Yung Sauce went on to “shining on my ex” by both him and Petey and then somehow ended on “Party In The USA” by Miley Cyrus.
The Big Drip boys got to the bar after parking across the street and went to walk inside. The security guard outside asked for ID, so Petey handed his to him and then waited for Sauce. Sauce grabs his and holds it right in the security guard’s face and proceeds to say something.
”I’M 21 MUTHAFUCKA!!”
We all knew he was lying, but it was the confidence in his fake that did it for us. The security guard didn’t seem to like how Sauce handled that, but let him in anyway. The boys then started to walk towards the door of the bar.
Instantly, the scene turns into one of those slow motion flicks that they think is really badass, but no one really cares. In slow motion, they open the doors and walk inside. The bar isn’t that busy right now, maybe just a few people actually at the bar and a handful of others at tables scattered around. Everyone in the bar turns to look at the most drip they’ve ever seen in their lives except for one specific person that’s sitting at the bar.
That one person looks over after the others, but we’re unable to notice who it is at the moment because Sauce and Petey are still living in their slow motion world. Petey’s luscious curly hair bounces with every step he takes, Sauce’s glasses slowly fall down his nose and he has to push them back up… it’s not really that cool, but they seem to be enjoying themselves.
After a few minutes of slow motion entering the bar, things are finally back to normal and everyone is back to their own conversations. Sauce and Petey walk up to the bar to get a drink. The one person that didn’t turn around sat still as the boys crowded him without realizing - Sauce on his left and Petey on his right.
“What can I get you, gentlemen?” The bartender wasn’t a typical bartender either. Like this guy talked fancy, as if he wasn’t in some run down looking bar right now.
Petey was first to say, “Let me get a crown and coke, fam.” For some reason he thought he had to slap the counter after and waited for Sauce to order his drink. “I’ll just get a flight of shots, my G. Fill that shit to the top. I’m finna take flight like Kob-“
Before Sauce could say another letter or consonant or whatever, Petey punched him in the shoulder and quickly shut him up.
“Too soon bro, too soon.”
The two Big Drip boys stood there with this random guy still in the middle of them, just waiting on their drinks. After about fifteen seconds of standing there in silence, Petey looks over to realize that the dude is there. He looks at the balding on the top of his head and then looks up at Sauce.
“Yo, Saucy! You see this dude’s head, man? Balding like a bitch right now! Couldn’t be me with these luscious curls, you feel me?”
”SHEEESH, he need some of that chia pet shit on his head! What’s it called?”
”Bruh, you didn’t just say chia pet shit.” Petey starts dying laughing while finishing his sentence and the dude in the middle finally was tired of listening to them bag on him. The dude stood up and when he turned to look at Petey, he started pointing his finger at him and lost his mind.
”AYO IT’S DEMARCO! WHAT’S UP PLAYA?”
No one had seen or heard from Christian DeMarco since he was fired from being the Fallout General Manager. What are the odds that these two knuckleheads go to the same bar that he’s at?
Before DeMarco could say anything, Petey opened his mouth yet again. “I know you’ve seen what’s been going on in Project: Honor, though. Fuckin’ all out war is coming soon and you know ya boys are tryna bring justice!”
”Except me, I really don’t give a fuck. I’m just chillin’ and vibin’.”
”Yeah, this dude really been chillin’ and vibin’ with Bohn Bash Bader alright.”
Instant PTSD hit Sauce from the various times BBB tried to get his predator on and chase the 17-year-old. The bartender brought them their drinks and without hesitation, Sauce starts downing the flights one-by-one, while Petey sips on his crown and coke.
”You boys always get on my nerves, but yes I have been paying attention to what’s going on. Not like I can do anything about it right now, but I’m paying attention.”
Christian chugs the rest of his beer, stands up and walks away. Petey and Sauce don’t even recognize he’s gone or even realize he said anything. Once they finish their drinks, they hit the karaoke stage and continue the rest of their night.
“PETEY PREPARES FOR THE BATTLE OF THE CENTURY”
BIG DRIP WORLDWIDE (w/ TJ Thompson, Ozymandias, MYOJIN & Swindle Shelldrake)
vs.
THE KAVENGERS (El Puma, Noah Hope, Percival Burque, Rapture & Serrano Poblano)
JANUARY 26TH 2022
THE GYM AT THE HIP HOUSE
[on camera] w/ Cole still
”What’s up, bitches?! Welcome to my gym!”
It almost looked like a gym you would see at Planet Fitness or Gold’s Gym, whatever you’re more familiar with. Basically, a legitimate gym, which is surprising considering the person we’re talking about right now who probably hasn’t worked out a day in his life.
”Ayo…”
Petey leans against the ropes, absolutely fucking winded right now.
”You know what I just realized?”
His trainer handed him a towel so that he could wipe off the sweat and then handed him a Black Cherry Truly. Petey took a second to start chugging, crushed the can and threw it to the side.
”I’m going against the fucking fake ass Avengers with my brother TJ and then the rest of Big Drip Worldwide… I don’t even need to be training right now. I’m gonna go take my girl out to eat then Imma eat her, you feel me?”
Without even worrying about anything around him like cleaning up or whatever you gotta do after using the gym, Petey walks out of the ring pulling his phone out of his pocket. He dials Hannah Morrison’s number and puts the phone up to his ear.
”Sup baby, take me out to dinner!”
And just seconds later, Petey was walking out the door laughing away at something Hannah had said and thus concludes this short, but very effective, promotional piece.
It almost looked like a gym you would see at Planet Fitness or Gold’s Gym, whatever you’re more familiar with. Basically, a legitimate gym, which is surprising considering the person we’re talking about right now who probably hasn’t worked out a day in his life.
”Ayo…”
Petey leans against the ropes, absolutely fucking winded right now.
”You know what I just realized?”
His trainer handed him a towel so that he could wipe off the sweat and then handed him a Black Cherry Truly. Petey took a second to start chugging, crushed the can and threw it to the side.
”I’m going against the fucking fake ass Avengers with my brother TJ and then the rest of Big Drip Worldwide… I don’t even need to be training right now. I’m gonna go take my girl out to eat then Imma eat her, you feel me?”
Without even worrying about anything around him like cleaning up or whatever you gotta do after using the gym, Petey walks out of the ring pulling his phone out of his pocket. He dials Hannah Morrison’s number and puts the phone up to his ear.
”Sup baby, take me out to dinner!”
And just seconds later, Petey was walking out the door laughing away at something Hannah had said and thus concludes this short, but very effective, promotional piece.
