The daily ramblings & musings of the notorious nWo n8 Dogg.

Monday, July 15, 2002

Longtime no blog. So the project is done. Its nice. Ya know. Ok so anyways ...

Saturday was crazy. Go down to Hooter's with Mikey, BULL, Rob & his friend John. Rob was drunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnk and being hilariously obnoxious. Tara (our bouncy waitress) said we were amputees, because for some reason couldn't pour our beer and she had to do it. Heh. Rob kept calling for gigundo bresseses Rosalla ... but kept calling her Ros-(insert totally different names). He was killing us. The next table over had these English chaps. Around drinking age, having their vacation. The worst/best thing they could do was yell "chug". Rob got involved, called them wusses, somehow we started betting on them and became the feature attraction of the upstairs patio, basically got booted from Hooters.

Next stop, we're taking these vacationing young'ns to see some nekid women. FILMORE's. Oh me rass, I thought these kids were gonna ream all over the stage. We showed them the lie down get ur face grinded by cooch stuff. It was freakin hilarious. Too funny. Picture 10, 17-19 yr old vacationing English boys with a naked women parading right in their face. Jaw drop whole time ... so funny. When the strippers were chillin with us, they thought we were Gods, that was even more funny. Too bad CJ got hosed, the bad kind. Me & Rob each bought him a lap dance for his B-Day. thats 2 dances plus upstairs fee. Fiddy bones. Ok so me & Rob paid 30 each. CJ was up there for sooooooooooooooo long. He said it was 5 dances, she said 9!!!! oh my goodness. On top of our 60 he paid a Bill & change .... geezus. He was pissed and naked women weren't so appealing to him anymore. Me and John kept chillin with the strippers and laughing at him .. hehehehehe. Ok so Rob says lets go to some beach party on Cherry beach ... near the DOCKS, not at the Docks near it, for free. You think we are free and clear yet, nope. Filmores IS Robs joint, but he didn't leave a tip, he didn't pay enough and all because the waitress never showed him her tits. Drunken bastard, hehehe. Yellings goings on and basically Rob is banned from Filmores. So uh in one day, Rob was kicked out of Hooters and banned from his strip joint. Jokes.

The party was garbage. It was too far to walk, only gay house music, 20 people. The garbage party was not the story. The story is John (Rob's friend) lost his phone. I had mine. Johns on vibrate mode, but it blinks when called, so I kept calling. We thought Rob was helping us look, ahead. After 15 minutes we gave up. Started calling for Rob. No answer. I call him on his celly. Rob is IN A FUCKIN CAB GOING HOME!. WHAT??? You jackass. Then he doesn't tell the cab to stop. He keeps going. Me & John decided, if he doesn't remember he gets a punch in the gut, if he does, straight to the face. By the way we lost a member at each stop. After Hooters, Mikey left. After Filmores dejected CJ left. Rob left us. And since I needed a cab to the subway to my car, John left mid cab ride. I was the sole survivor.

Last thing, I heard Justin Timberlake is now dating Janet Jackson ... wait a minute? What? Dude, is the man. If there ever was a hottie, hotter than Britney to move onto ... Janet is it. Dayuum.

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