Terror Firsthand #106: Two Weeks In Bridgeport

 ©Terror Firsthand is a fictional blog series that was created in 2024. It is for entertainment purposes only, and I wrote it from the top of my head. Photos are reenactments and dramatization. The following story is for mature audiences only. Please, do not try anything dangerous at home.

Warning: extreme terror

Terror Firsthand: Two Weeks In Bridgeport 

E Spinna on 7 Cities Daily podcast with Bilal Ghani 

Soon I woke up the next morning, I cut on the television.

"Chicken N Stuff restaurant has just passed a health inspection and is back opened for business." Said a news reporter in Miami Florida.

"Yuck!" I said outloud. They had a nigga in there digging in their nose, rats, and roaches, and were still able to reopen? That's nasty. 

I changed the channel and saw E Spinna pop up on my YouTube feed. She was complaining about Big Fly on 7 Cities Daily podcast. I hated Bilal Ghani but I clicked on the post anyway.

"E Spinna, you broke up with Big Fly? Why is that!?" Asked Bilal Ghani.

"Because he couldn't satisfy me in bed and I got tired of taking care of his broke ass." E Spinna replied.

"What do you mean he couldn't satisfy you?" Asked Bilal Ghani.

"Well Bilal, his d*ck was small and we couldn't find a woman to have a threesome with us to spice things up. I rather have p*ssy than his little small di*k!" Yelled E Spinna. 

"Wow. It's like that though?" Asked Bilal.

"Yeah it's like that. There's nothing better than p*ssy Bilal. I think you wife is kind of hot too." Said E Spinna.

"Nah you can't have my wife E Spinna." Said Bilal. 

"Why not? I know she likes pu*sy. She's all over your Instagram being gay. Why can't I join?" Asked E Spinna.

"She's still my wife though." Said Bilal.

"What...y'all think I'm ugly or something?" Asked E Spinna.

"No it's not that, I just can't let you f*ck my wife!" Yelled Bilal Ghani. He started getting an attitude over his dyke. 

"Why not!? I wanna taste that p*ssy!" Said E Spinna.

"Get the fu*k off my platform E Spinna. Have a nice day!" Yelled Bilal. 

E. Spinna on 7 Cities Daily 

"Imma tap your wife's ass. You just watch!" Yelled E Spinna, as she walked out of the studio, sticking up a middle finger. 

Later on that night, I changed the channel and saw E. Spinna and Bilal Ghani's bisexual wife, both having gay sex with Kristina Cums on the Adult TV Network. I changed the channel as soon as I saw it. I went to Kristina Cums Instagram page and saw the three of them on there with their asses out and another picture of all three of them kissing on the lips. It was extremely gay. Bilal had to be the dumbest husband on earth. 

I cut the TV off and took a warm bath in the jacuzzi. Then I ate a bowl of beef soup and started watching Big Fly. He was on YouTube complaining about his baby mother- Alexandria Skeeter. 

"My wack ass baby mother calling me and telling me that Big Eight is beating her up around our child and says she wants me to come get her and my kid. I'm not going to pick that hoe up! Didn't nobody tell her to f*ck all on my right hand man in the first place! I don't care if he kicks her ass everyday!" Big Fly yelled.

Big Fly on YouTube 

"That's what her lil hoe ass gets! Big Eight showed me a sex tape of the two of them f*cking! She did things with him that she wouldn't even do for me! She swallowed that nigga nut on hidden camera and everything! She ain't never swallow my nut like that! And now she got the nerve to want me to come rescue her!? Bit*h bye! And about E. Spinna, I shouldn't have ever stuck my d*ck in that filthy dyke! My di*k is not little! That dyke is just a horny, stank, slut, and a trifling nympho!" Big Fly continued, while laughing angrily.

I went to Alexandria Skeeter's Facebook page and she was on there whining about the domestic violence, like Annabelle K did.

"Big Eight blacked my eye y'all! He beats me up all day long! I'm tired of sucking this nigga d*ck! I'm tired of this domestic violence!" Yelled Alexandria Skeeter.

Big Fly was probably somewhere laughing while getting his di*k sucked by a brand new woman. I went outside to play mini golf some more and then chilled. I wish the Westminster's had a basketball court. I started watching TV again. This time I started watching Get On Yo Knees talkshow. Phil O'Connor was on there with his husband and was in Chicago.

"So Phil, you have produced over 5,000 gay porn films at Downlow Hunks Media over the past sixty years?" Asked Amir Wiggins.

Phil O'Connor on Get On Yo Knees talkshow 

"That's right Amir, and I'm only 80 years old." He replied. 

I looked at the date on the Get On Yo Knees podcast with Phil O'Connor on there and it was a month old. I googled his name and found out that he had passed away two weeks ago from a heart attack and his husband, Mark O'Connor, took over Downlow Hunks Media. His husband was 61 years old. I didn't even watch the whole old ass episode. I didn't really care about Phil O'Connor's gay ass success. I immediately changed the channel to something more recent- The Crime Scene podcast with Joel Hughes. 

"Shawn, you said that they are denying you health care in prison?" Asked Joel Hughes. He was playing the audio of the phonecall.

"Yes that's right Joel. Five guys in the HIV ward just tested positive for monkeypox and COVID. I asked the C.O. if I could be removed and they said no so I threw my feces at the C.O. and he moved me to solitary confinement. I just got out a few days ago. My health is failing, they are refusing to give me any medicine for my HIV, and they refused to give me a monkeypox vaccine and a COVID vaccine. I'm still at risk. It's like they don't care about us. I know we committed a m*rder but we are still human beings that deserve healthcare. Joel is there anything you can do to help? I tried to file a grievance and I was denied a grievance too! This might be the last phone call I get because I have to go back into solitary before I catch something else!" Shawn Carriage complained.

Image of Shawn Carriage before he was arrested 

"Unfortunately Shawn, there's not much I can do. I mean, I can file a complaint with the facility and also with the governor, on your behalf? Ok Shawn? In the meantime, keep your head up. I've already started a Gofundme account on your behalf for your commissary and so far we've raised $32,000 for you so just hang in there." Said Joel Hughes. A screenshot of the Gofundme pooped up on the screen.

"$32,000!? I yelled! For a f*cking gay murderer with AIDS!? I hate the United States! Gross! They'll donate to someone like that, but not donate to me!? Pee- Yew!" I screamed in disgust. 

I hated The Crime Scene podcast. I didn't want to watch that show any f*cking more! I hoped that Shawn Carriage would die! I sent The Crime Scene podcast an email asking them if I could come on the show, and then changed the channel again. 

As soon as I changed the channel, Daddy P called. I blocked the calls and wrote him a message telling him it was over. I threw away his pictures and deleted him off of my Instagram. I didn't feel like talking to him or explaining why.

I went to Alexandria Skeeter's Facebook page and saw that she had left Big Eight, took her child, and fled to Miami to work at Chicken N Stuff. In one picture she was at work, and the caption read,

It's ashamed that I have to work minimum wage just because my baby daddy doesn't pay child support!

Alexandria Skeeter working at Chicken N Stuff 

I didn't like Alexandria Skeeter. She should have been thankful that she survived that shooting and those beatings and be thankful that she even has a job. She was so ungrateful and stinky looking on Facebook.

I went to the website of the gun violence program that she had started and I saw her face on there in a negative light. The article read,

Alexandria Skeeter is not the founder of Safe Streets DC, Christof Davis is. Skeeter has been going around pretending to have founded this non profit organization to raise money for herself. The fraud has raised over $5,000 and took the money and fled. Alexandria Skeeter is a fraud and a scam. Do not donate to her. She is not the founder of Safe Streets DC. 

There was a picture of the real founder, Christof Davis on the site. I couldn't believe Alexandria Skeeter was that petty. What a loser. 

Image of Christof Davis 

I went back to Big Fly's Instagram and he and Big Eight were getting along again and had already released a new song. Big Fly was in Virginia Beach. He went back on IG live and said,

"I know y'all women don't want to date me because I have 12 baby mommas but that shouldn't get in the way. I know y'all think I'm broke so I have to man up and do something about that." 

 

Over the next few days I just sat around the mansion, taking baths, burning candles, playing miniature golf, taking care of the pets, cleaning the house, cooking, and watching podcasts. I didn't record any new music and make a music video because I wanted to save some money. 

In the hotub, alone in the mansion, drinking red wine 

I knew that the Westminster's would be back very soon, and that my life would go back to the normal way it was. I didn't know when I would receive another house sit or where it would be located.