Filed under you can’t make this shit up! An irate female called the Atlanta police in order to SWAT a guy. The occupants of the target residence were having a birthday party. SWATTING is when somebody calls 911 to report a violent confrontation in progress, where no such incident is occurring. Cops show up, and people start heading for the exits.
The birthday boy aka Young Scooter was one of those who fled went out the back door. There weren’t any cops there to see him leave or chase him. He made it over one fence, possibly two, but not three. At some point during his flight, he impaled himself and tore his femoral artery. One can hope that the birthday party was memorable, because that is the last one, he will ever have.
Add insult to injury, not only did Young Scooter lose his life but his thug credentials are seriously in question. In my experience a real thug would not have been daunted by a fence. I guess it could be the price of fame. The scoot that would propelled Young Scooter through backyards and over fences with nary a hesitation abandoned him after living the good life. A real thug would hang his head in shame. to be done in by a fence post.
On the other hand, who am I to throw stones. Many of the singers of my generation drowned in their own puke.
