"Hey Feds! Heard u bringin' my name up. Know u want me bad, think I give a fu©k!"
Wednesday, Jul. 09, 2008 - 7:26 p.m.
And so then...
Miss Pooh, sitting with her eyes closed, says to me...
"I can turn you out."
" 'Scuse? Maybe I misheard just now." That's all the thought I could muster after 1 Goose & Sprite, 2.5 AUTHENTIC Bahama Mamas, 1 shot of Bacardi Limon, 1 Bacardi Limon & Sprite and 2 puffs 'o weed...
"Miss Pooh, what did you just say to me?"
"I said I CAN TURN YOU OUT."
"Ummm, no, boo. The only thing I want is in David Brown's pants! I don't believe you have a piece of that between your legs so ain't nothin' u can do for me."
"But I can get a dildo!"
"Sorry. Those don't feel realistic enough for me."
Then I proceeded to down the rest of my drink in an attempt to forget that little convo...
I swear, if I didn't love her like a play cousin, I mighta hurt her lil' feelings.
I'm sure I would have reacted differently had I not been tried like that before. Being as I have been *sigh*, I just wasn't so phased. But still!
I promise my trip wasn't even that spicy........
Okay, I think that 5am trip to the beach with David Brown might be able to be considered "spicy" a little tiny bit, depending on what "spicy" means to who. LMAO!!!
But in general, it was just a nice, relaxing time. I loved it! Can't wait to go back. Maybe I'll write about it later when I have the luxury of using my laptop.