Blackout #2 was pretty funny. It happened in front of a little old lady coming out of the supermarket, she scooped me up ,hayden style ; ) and put me in her cart and rolled me to her car, she ended up feeding me gizzards, now i don't know if i started throwing up from the detox or the half pound of raw gizzards that were settling in my stomach but it happened and Dolores, my new friend, cleaned me up a little bit with her brand new Brawny paper towels...they really are the quicker picker upper.
So if you're wondering how my parking lot date ended up, Doly decided she'd had enough of my sorry ass and directed the cart, which I was still sitting in, towards the cart collection thing. I got hit up by a car, but its cool cuz the guy said he'd offer to buy me a 40 of none other but colt 45....I mean seriously, broken leg or not, how could i turn down a delicious colt 45, plus what are the odds that this guy had a bunch in his car...he drove me home.
so end of story i got a new friend named "OG", its short for the original gangsta, but his real name is Darrel Seamus Butler III. I didnt drink the colt 45 but am keeping it in my spice cabinet.
Shimmy and Shake,
TopSYTuRvY
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