ANOTHER HUMP DAY
Alright.. The Stallion is back after 2 nights of remission.. Geez Piaa, give a guy a break. The Giants losing the World Series is worst than breaking up with your girlfriend or your dog dying. And you think I'm lying about that! Ok...... Where do I begin? Whoooooo... Give me another minute...... Man.. that was a tough pill to swallow..
Ok.. I'm ready.. let's forget about the weekend and concentrate on something else.. the NBA is back! Wippee! Why I've been a Golden State Warrior fan for so long it's beside me. Being a Warrior fan is like your friend hooking up with the chick from hell who he's been with for years, and his pussy ass can't break up with her bitch ass (sorry the hostility from Game 6 is still present. I apologize for the harsh interpretations.) He's been with her forever and everyone on the gosh darn planet knows she's a bitch except him. Like a Warrior Fan, you're trapped with nonsense forever. You think this is the year it's going to turn around, then you realize that you said that the last 5 years.. And you know the guy ain't going to break up with her so you're stuck.. A Warrior Fan for life..
Ok.. well back to the topic at hand.. I must tell you that I had a pretty weird moment the other night while I went out with my cousins who are my boys (Thus the title of this blog, Boy's Night Out! I'm so on point..haha) Went to this costume house party on Friday at my other cousin's house.. Had a blast.. The fish were biting and the fruit was ripe.. if you know what I mean! The party turns out to be a success.. exchanged a few conversations, IM addresses, etc., threw down quite a few Cap and Cokes, you know the typical fun Friday night House party where you feel good after because you can hear yourself talk and you don't smell like smoke at the end (uh.. hum.. Piaa.. j.k.)
So my cousins and I decide to stay a the house for awhile. At approximately 2am, The last thing I remember was eating a corn dog. After that, I don't remember a thing. The funny, yet scary thing about this is the actions that took place after. My cousin called me in the morning and started asking me questions. He says, "Are you alright?" I say yeah.. why.. He says, "cuz you threw up last night!" I said, "No I didn't".. He said yeah you did.. look outside.. You threw up on the side of the street.. I said... bull sh*t.. Then I went and looked and there it was.. I DIDN' T REMEMBER THAT AT ALL! Then he goes on to tell me that I took a piss at my cousin's house outside.. I don't remember that either.. and then the WORST of it all.. He said I made a phonecall and talked to some girl for about 10 minutes on the phone on our way home. That one I thought he was lying, but when I checked my calls, the phone call was placed at 2:30am!!! YIKES!! And it was to my ex-girlfriend!!! I called my ex that same day and asked her if I called and she said, yeah.. I asked her what I said and she said you were just talking nonsense, but we were carrying a conversation.. excuse my french, but F**K!!!! I don't freakin' remember the conversation at all! How scary is that!!
She was all mad at me after, for not remembering, but I told her to take it as a compliment since I called her unconsciously..Plus.. i didn't say anything bad.. (at least that's what she told me!) haha.. It's all gravy now.. Ain't that a trip, though.. Has that happened to anyone else? I thought people were messin' with me at first, but I saw the proof on the phone and on the street! Weird what alcohol could do..
My lesson was definitely learned... No drinking 4 or more days a week.. I'll stick to 2 maybe 3.. haha.. Take care everyone and remember, "It's better to be sorry than safe" when you're with the Stallion! Happy Halloween.. BOOOWWAHHHHHHH BOOWAHHHHH!!!
Alright.. The Stallion is back after 2 nights of remission.. Geez Piaa, give a guy a break. The Giants losing the World Series is worst than breaking up with your girlfriend or your dog dying. And you think I'm lying about that! Ok...... Where do I begin? Whoooooo... Give me another minute...... Man.. that was a tough pill to swallow..
Ok.. I'm ready.. let's forget about the weekend and concentrate on something else.. the NBA is back! Wippee! Why I've been a Golden State Warrior fan for so long it's beside me. Being a Warrior fan is like your friend hooking up with the chick from hell who he's been with for years, and his pussy ass can't break up with her bitch ass (sorry the hostility from Game 6 is still present. I apologize for the harsh interpretations.) He's been with her forever and everyone on the gosh darn planet knows she's a bitch except him. Like a Warrior Fan, you're trapped with nonsense forever. You think this is the year it's going to turn around, then you realize that you said that the last 5 years.. And you know the guy ain't going to break up with her so you're stuck.. A Warrior Fan for life..
Ok.. well back to the topic at hand.. I must tell you that I had a pretty weird moment the other night while I went out with my cousins who are my boys (Thus the title of this blog, Boy's Night Out! I'm so on point..haha) Went to this costume house party on Friday at my other cousin's house.. Had a blast.. The fish were biting and the fruit was ripe.. if you know what I mean! The party turns out to be a success.. exchanged a few conversations, IM addresses, etc., threw down quite a few Cap and Cokes, you know the typical fun Friday night House party where you feel good after because you can hear yourself talk and you don't smell like smoke at the end (uh.. hum.. Piaa.. j.k.)
So my cousins and I decide to stay a the house for awhile. At approximately 2am, The last thing I remember was eating a corn dog. After that, I don't remember a thing. The funny, yet scary thing about this is the actions that took place after. My cousin called me in the morning and started asking me questions. He says, "Are you alright?" I say yeah.. why.. He says, "cuz you threw up last night!" I said, "No I didn't".. He said yeah you did.. look outside.. You threw up on the side of the street.. I said... bull sh*t.. Then I went and looked and there it was.. I DIDN' T REMEMBER THAT AT ALL! Then he goes on to tell me that I took a piss at my cousin's house outside.. I don't remember that either.. and then the WORST of it all.. He said I made a phonecall and talked to some girl for about 10 minutes on the phone on our way home. That one I thought he was lying, but when I checked my calls, the phone call was placed at 2:30am!!! YIKES!! And it was to my ex-girlfriend!!! I called my ex that same day and asked her if I called and she said, yeah.. I asked her what I said and she said you were just talking nonsense, but we were carrying a conversation.. excuse my french, but F**K!!!! I don't freakin' remember the conversation at all! How scary is that!!
She was all mad at me after, for not remembering, but I told her to take it as a compliment since I called her unconsciously..Plus.. i didn't say anything bad.. (at least that's what she told me!) haha.. It's all gravy now.. Ain't that a trip, though.. Has that happened to anyone else? I thought people were messin' with me at first, but I saw the proof on the phone and on the street! Weird what alcohol could do..
My lesson was definitely learned... No drinking 4 or more days a week.. I'll stick to 2 maybe 3.. haha.. Take care everyone and remember, "It's better to be sorry than safe" when you're with the Stallion! Happy Halloween.. BOOOWWAHHHHHHH BOOWAHHHHH!!!
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