The greatest day in human existence is apon us. Thanks to EVERYONE saying happy birthday to me and I MIGHT (depending on how much time I have this weekend) have something special for all of you.
Well I do not know if you guys remember that yesterday I had a court meeting to decide a 8 month old ticket. One word to say what happened –
I am not going to give the exact details but I must say that the worst feeling in human existence is getting shitted on by a police officer. Now I am not going to say “Fuck Da Police” because that is retarded and extremely hypocritical, but I know I was wrong and hearing him explain that to the judge felt like being raped.
On the way there though I figured out that the dude from Degrassi makes music now.
Yes I watched Degrassi. I freaking LOVED that show. If that makes me gay then call me Rupal.
Moving on, he now makes music and listening to it just makes me want to barf. Not even going to sit here and lie to you people, I looked at his picture and it did not help me remember that he was sitting in a wheel chair crying about stupid stuff. Another thing I am not going to say that in the city they really love to cut down my dreams as a black man.
Not about the ticket. McDonalds.
Yes McDonalds. I ordered the Southern Style Chicken Sandwich (it was amazing.) and I asked for extra BBQ sauce and what did they do to me? They told me that I needed to pay for that.
Later on I just wrestled with the twins and Vono again and moved on throughout my day. Eventually I moved to hang out with Andrew and kick started my night. Needless to say it was eventful.
We traveled down by Broadway onto Montauk Highway. Now as we stood at a light we saw these two “women” standing there with a camera. I did not think much of it because I was only just hanging out at the time. Then, a man in a kilt walks out and stands next to the ladies and they start recording them. Then Steve points out that one of them has an Adams apple. WOW. Eventually we see that the other is a man too and we have just stumbled on a party of transvestites. What do we decide to do?
We moon them.
The night kind of dragged on because we were meaning to go to the bar and then we did not even end up going. When we did not go, I wanted to go home but Andrew refused to take me. So I was stuck with them and we eventually decided to go to this party in Copiague. On our way there we were completely lost and had no idea how to actually get there but Steve said, “I am nasty at seeing numbers”.
It makes NO sense right? Why do I hang OUT with these people?!
We head to the party and at first, we did not know ANYONE there so we had a decision to make whether to go in or not. What did I say to contribute?
“If you were hood you would just walk your ass in”.
And we did just that. T-Baby also supported my opinion (T-baby was this dude named Taylor who I decided to just start calling T-Baby because I am a complete asshole). Now we ended up leaving the party almost to just come back a few hours later. Now on my way back to the party it hit 12 oclock and everyone started to call me and wish me happy birthday. Thanks people.
Now the night never escalated further than what was expected but Waage did prove a point.
All Black people know each other to some extent.
Now I know this makes no sense, but he proved it that night. These dudes walked into the party and Waage looked at me and said,
“Give them dap you definitely know them”
And guess what happened? I did know them.
“O Shit yo, you are that dude that works at Gamestop with all the crazy designs”
At that moment EVERYONE around me remembered that.
“O YEA YOU WORK AT GAMESTOP”. I swear. Gamestop will never leave me be.