What More Can I Say....

So another night begins, and I really didn't expect half of what happened. Once again, I finished work and was planning to take it easy maybe hang out with my mom and pops, but what happens......LB hollers!! I almost forgot that it was Friday night, so once I was reminded I instantly picked up the pieces of what was left of my dignity from the night before, brushed my teeth and headed over to LB's crib. Don't get me wrong.....I'm still in last night's gear.....you love it!!!

We start off with a couple of beers, and some Newport Beach...my new addiction. If you don't know what Newport Beach is you honestly need to Google that shit and just indulge yourself with the greatest high school drama you've ever seen in your life. Drinks go down the gullet and more fam shows up .......Sweezy rolls through, then Memory and our new addition New Shit (NS)!! He's known as NS for a reason, cause he obviously rolls through with the newest music known to man, which is why we were all jamming to Kanye's new CD all night!! As I played Good Life on repeat for about 30 minutes.....the doctor shows up with Cult Jam, and then the drinking really threw down. Scratch tickets were being killed and Corona's were being jugged, and that's when I realized that I was completely destroyed!! GP was calling for a pick up so she could join in on the drink fest, so I instantly rolled out with Sweezy to grab my partner in crime!!

Reason number 1 why GP is tha shit, and you'll all begin to learn this, she rolls into the car with 2 Corona road rockets!!! You heard me.....

We all show up to the club rolling 10 deep, looking around like we run shit, and I ain't gonna lie cause we do!!! I'm at the Trump International ask about me.(Jay Z quote....you love it). We walk in and the club is pretty quite but that doesn't stop us from shutting the bar down by ordering a fluery of drinks.....doubles, triples and more shots than the eye can see. Let me remind you that Memory still can't drink from the wisdom teeth, but I look over and watch him guzzle down a hand full of Polar Bear shots all while holding two vodka 7's. God bless him. Next thing you know, the Doctor, Cult Jam, Capone, Sanchez, Coug and Barb roll through ready to shut shit down, and that's exactly what they did. I was feelin' the jamz so hard that I lost track of everything......you know what I'm sayin'.....when your so caught up in the moment of the music and environment that you don't realize that your grinding you best friends girl!!! Not that I was grinding my best friends girl, but I was feeling the DJ that hard!!! The music was unreal, and to be honest I was so lost in the moment with GP listening to the music I felt like I was in Mexico!!! To bad it was cold as fuck tonite!!

So the night started to come to an end when some juice monkey knocked over my Gin and 7, and replaced it with a Vodka 7......fuckin' fag!!! It still didn't stop me from killing it......but for some reason I couldn't find Doctor and LB. The drinking continued and the dancing didn't stop, until it hit me and I couldn't breath cause of the shitty air in that joint and the massive amount of Helicopter Dunking!!! I decided to leave everybody and get some fresh air, but didn't realize that I was completely fucked......so that's when I began to stumble and work my way to a quite corner. GP found my drunk ass, and like usual took care of my stupid ass!!! Why she's my friend, I don't know, but to be honest I thank god she is.

We eventually rolled out to NS's car, thinking that we were on our way home, but little did I know that I was on my way to one of the greatest treats Ottawa has to offer. I get out of the car, barely able to walk and stumble into a little place called Georgie's Pizza, where they offer a slice of pizza covered in gravy. Greatest shit ever!!!! GP's fam was there and they're gravy virgins, so the whole experience was unreal.

I'm gonna be dead straight right now, but I'm so fuckin' lost that my fingers hurt from typing so much so I'm gonna leave you all on a light note. This is only Friday of a really long weekend, so stay tuned for more stories and more introductions.......but make sure that you have a clean pair of slacks on cause we all know that there's alot to be said!!!

P.S. Two chicks are better than no chicks!