Columbus I-71 Shooting Suspect Was Upset His Pet Duck Flew Away

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I know people are wondering why I did what I did.

I wanted to put this out there so that people could understand me

I had a pet duck. His name was Little Duckie McGriff.

Sometimes I called him Soulja Boy or Little Web Footed NBA Young Boy From Round The Way.

Anyways, Little Duckie was my best friend.

I stole him from some fat head nigga named Old Charles last fall, and he had been with me ever since.

Little Duckie was more than a duck to me. He was my nigga. He was my family.

When he would wake me up in the trap with his little feet on my forehead, I was happy. Like actually happy.

For the first time, I had somebody that wasn’t going to give up on me every time I drank too much Casamigos and whooped their ass for no reason.

Then Friday morning, he started flying, and he flew away.

When I saw him leave, I can’t describe it, it’s like I lost my mind.

I picked up the glizzy and told bae that we had to hit a lick.

I had to transfer these emotions to somebody else.

I had to shoot a nigga in the face or at least shoot a couple people in their armpits. Somebody had to pay.

So I went to Polaris because that is one of my favorite places to shoot at people in Central Ohio.

I picked a few targets but the cops got there too fast and we had to peel off.

That’s when the shit on the highway happened.

I tried to shoot a couple of cops but didn’t know what the fuck I was doing. I was bugging out and can’t really shoot anyways so I didn’t hit a damn thing.

To all of the cops and innocent people I shot at, I’d like to say: I ain’t really sorry. I’m just sorry I got caught.

Brittany, I love you baby. I will see you in 30 years. You will always be Queen Oompa Loompa.

Little Duckie, whereever you are, I hope you are in a better place. I will always love you.