This week, there was a whole new meaning to strolling through the neighbourhood. We discovered a friend relaxing in a nook. I asked him whether he was interested in becoming in a pornographic film. When Homie realised he had taken the bait, we were on top of an abandoned building's roof with my homeboy Tony having his dick out. I flashed him some cash as he was ready to go, and the next thing you knew, he had his balls deep down his throat. Although he didn't come here to suck a dick, he ended up loving it. In the second round, Tony was given a prostate massage. Homie cherished every minute of it. I believe a new star has emerged.