Man, I knew I jinxed myself by responding to that damn Rodent Thread created by Meelo http://www.siccness.net/vb/showthread.php?t=149832
Check game... tonight me and my boy went to 1 of my local hang-out bars (The End Zone) So Im enjoyin the night, the overpriced drinks and the view of the thick theighs and fake contacts. Just so happen (and my luck) I make eye contact with 1 of the high class hoodrat in the buildin'.
So I do my regular Authur Fonzerelli routine and signal for the chick to come in my direction, as expected she ignores me but 20 minutes later she pops up at the bar next to me and strikes a convo. *Long story short* I ask the broad if she was alone tonight and if she wanted to blow the joint and go somewhere with less noise. She agreed so we go back to her place.
So u know we do adult business and I grew a bit hungry. off top baby girls house smelled like Issey Miyake, Purple and Fried Chicken, so after the businees I went into the kitchen and like a savage I dipped my 2 fingers into a plate of left-over mashed potatos. then I made my way to the fridge.
Man my nigg, when I opened up that refriderator I saw about 10 roaches scatter by my toes. so I hit the lights and guess what???? there was about 10 more roaches on that plate of mashed potatos/fried chicken. INSTANTLY I shook my clothes and shook the spot. I drove to richmond shakin and scratchin like a muthafucka. the worst thing about the situation is that I didnt dip into the bitches purse when I dipped out. All I got was a empty stomach and the heeby jeebies (I got the pussy on default). I know baby girl gonna wake up like why the nigga left w/out sayin good bye or leavin a #...
Why am I postin this, I dont know but Im hungry like a muthafucka and cant sleep...I took a shower and bagged up my clothes for the night and put them on my back porch. maybe some unexpecting dope fiend will steal them and floss at the endzone next week.
Check game... tonight me and my boy went to 1 of my local hang-out bars (The End Zone) So Im enjoyin the night, the overpriced drinks and the view of the thick theighs and fake contacts. Just so happen (and my luck) I make eye contact with 1 of the high class hoodrat in the buildin'.
So I do my regular Authur Fonzerelli routine and signal for the chick to come in my direction, as expected she ignores me but 20 minutes later she pops up at the bar next to me and strikes a convo. *Long story short* I ask the broad if she was alone tonight and if she wanted to blow the joint and go somewhere with less noise. She agreed so we go back to her place.
So u know we do adult business and I grew a bit hungry. off top baby girls house smelled like Issey Miyake, Purple and Fried Chicken, so after the businees I went into the kitchen and like a savage I dipped my 2 fingers into a plate of left-over mashed potatos. then I made my way to the fridge.
Man my nigg, when I opened up that refriderator I saw about 10 roaches scatter by my toes. so I hit the lights and guess what???? there was about 10 more roaches on that plate of mashed potatos/fried chicken. INSTANTLY I shook my clothes and shook the spot. I drove to richmond shakin and scratchin like a muthafucka. the worst thing about the situation is that I didnt dip into the bitches purse when I dipped out. All I got was a empty stomach and the heeby jeebies (I got the pussy on default). I know baby girl gonna wake up like why the nigga left w/out sayin good bye or leavin a #...
Why am I postin this, I dont know but Im hungry like a muthafucka and cant sleep...I took a shower and bagged up my clothes for the night and put them on my back porch. maybe some unexpecting dope fiend will steal them and floss at the endzone next week.
sad ass story