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Well, it was actually day 2, but it was the 3rd day of vacay. I got up late…we planned on hitting the beach after E-dot got lunch with his homeboy, a cool ass white dude that carried his shit in a Louie Bag, got lunch and Big Chris. I layed around trying to convince myself that I was gonna get in a little more sleep…..shit didn’t happen. Neither did the Beach…it started raining and did so off and on for most of the day. (It was those cool ass Florida rains where it will shit down rain for like 15-30 minutes and then the sun will come back out and it is nice again.) Anyway, I get showered, get fresh lookin and head out to where Big Chris and E-dot and Cool Ass White dude were. I left the Brown Guy and Billiam in the room sleeping and showering and shit.
So I get down to our favorite place in Sobe to eat, drink, and kick it during the day. Yep, News Café. I start drinkin and order food. By this time, E-dot, Cool Ass and Big Chris have been saucing it up for a few hours.
So we are sittin there drankin, I’m eating too, and watching all these bitches with bad ass bodies walk by in very little clothes….we also saw some bad body bitches too, but the good far outweighed the bad. One of E-dot’s boy’s from L.A. showed up with one his homies. They were pretty cool guys, but a little niggerish….walkin round that bitch with some sort of alcoholic concoction in a gatorade bottle tombout some “Yeah, try this…this is that new shit”. They join in with the shooting of the shit and the drinking. Then THEY showed up.
Another friend of E-dot showed up. She used to work with him or someshit. She was there with a bunch of her homegirls (5-6 of em in all). Soooo yeah, your boy started scoping….I knew one of them broads was gonna have to be digging your boy. Didn’t see anyone that leapt out at me…but I end up seeing one with a tat of Africa. That shit spoke to my kinda afrocentric ass and she had a big ass (Nice wide hips….like I told E-dot, I can’t see hips the width of my shoulders and not want to grip ‘em from behind), so I spoke to her. Started out with a compliment on the tat…..led into small talk small talk small talk….
And here is where I realized thing between me and her would get a little fun
Bully: (Notices decent sized diamond) Sooooo …..you married? I see you have ring on.
Hips: Yeah, I’m married. Blah blah.
BULLY: OK (Turns around and starts to walk off)
Hips: (Grabs BULLY and pulls him back) Naw, c’mon now. Don’t be like that.
Yep…..it was like that. But there is more
So we talk a little more and
Hips: So, what do you do?
BULLY: I do security….sometimes personal security.
Hips: (Grabs BULLY, Pulls him in tight) Are you going to be my bodyguard?
BULLY: Shiiiitttt, you better get that nigga you are married to to be your bodyguard. (I’m a funny ass negro)
Sooooo, yeah, we were getting our serious flirt on. BULLY arm around the back of her chair type me claiming her type shit. Touching her on the back of her neck with muh finger tips and shit. (Yeah, I do that shit…..so what)
But shit gets even better. There was another chick in the group. Even though my initial assessment didn’t show any obvious BULLY wanters there was another. And yes, she did come over. And . Started. Flirting and touching too. She sat in muh lap some, sat next to me all leaning on your boy and shit. The crew is looking at me like that young threesome is about to pop off. Shit was great. But I really didn’t even care about the other chick. I was feeling ol’ married ass Hips.
Also, while we were sittin there we saw
Luenell.....she is most commonly known for her role as a prostitute in "Borat" or being on Comicview tombout she too cheap to by strapless bras, so she just hangs the straps off her shoulders where you can't see. Me and E-dot ran her down and took pics with her.
I tried to be a funny smart ass to her and she shut me down hard.
Then she made us both her little bitches
Luenell: Y'all know my name
E-dot and BULLY: (crickets..and deer in headlights look)
Luenell: Y'all niggas wanting pictures and don't even know my name....My name is Luenell
E-dot and BULLY: Oh, ok, Luenell we'll remember that
Luenell: Say it...say my name
E-dot and BULLY: luenell
Luenell: Say it again
E-dot and BULLY: Luenell
Luenell: Say it again...Say it loud
E-dot and BULLY: LUENELL!!
No bullshit.
Anyway, it go to lookin like the sky was gonna fall out, so we got up and walked the half block to our hotel. The chicks ened up coming by too. That shit was hella fun. Bout 12 muthafuggas in a little ass boutique hotel room. Muthafuggas that were already bout drunk and were drinking even more. E-dot turned the ipod deck thing on and niggas kept the party rollin for about an hour or so. So you know your boy, the no dancing ability having BULLY was all up on Hips’ izzass.
I don’t really remember shit else until night time (Well, I know me and the crew kept on drankin). We ended up going to Mansion that night. The girls were supposed to come too. It was $60 to wait in line, or $100 to get in no wait. None of Team Diesel like to wait so you know we dropped that Yard on it. The girls got there later, but the joint was at capacity so they found some other shit to get into.
It kinda sucked going to the club. It was rainy as fuck and we were walkin. We passed this one chick in like a gold bikini and some little short skirt type thing. She was kinda bad though. Nice big full titties…prolly D’s. Nice dark choclatey skin. Had some booty on her. She had a little bit of tude though so we aint really mess with her. She ended up in line with us, but she still kinda had some tude.
Anyway, me and the crew got in the club. It was jumpin. For the most part we all stayed together in the same area. We dancing and bullshittin and drinkin and shit. I end up pulling this random chicks top up while we were dancing. I’m tombout shirt and bra. Your boy had titties in his hands…..and mouth (don’t ask why). E-dot caught a couple pics of titties in my hands….
Later on I started walking around…thoroughly drunk by now. I see this Jazzy ass big girl. She was big, but it was all in a good shape. Ass and thighs and titties…and some gut. I’m dancing with her and grippin her hips (I can’t help it). I don’t feel any panty lines.
BULLY: Girl, you aint got no draws on……
Big Girl: Naw, its too hot to wear underwear down here.
BULY: (Grabs tittays) …but you are wearing a bra
Big Girl:………lol yeah…
Anyway…we got all types of inappropriate in the club, on the dance floor. Not to get too far into details but Steve came out and said hi for a bit and after I walked off I was putting my finger in people’s faces like “Hey, smell this.” (I did, accidentally touch one of my boys lip. It really was on accident. I felt real bad…and didn’t tell him where that finger had been)
But yeah, that was a good example of how that weekend wasn’t right. Shit was backwards. Normally things go Meet girl, get name, then number, then put jibby on her. That time it was meet girl, put jibby on her, get number, then get name. But a nigga ain’t complaining.
So…I end up walking off again. I end up upstairs and run into the chick that had on the gold Bikini. We all ended referring to her as Goldie. Goldie was just sittin there and I went up and started talking to her. She acted a little tudey at first but then warmed up on some ol I was just playin hard to get type shit. She was all like “You said you were gonna come find me and you did blah blah blah” Did I say that shit to her? Maybe in my druken game spittin flyness. Some ol shit that I say that is flyyy, but I have no intentions of following through on and then almost immediately forget that I ever even said that shit.
She tells me its her b-day or about to be her b-day or some shit (nigga I was real drunk). And we get to getting close and dancing and all that and I’m really feeling broad. And she is all nibbling on a nigga’s earlobe and kissing a niggas neck and shit……I was feeling the hell outta broad…which led me to something that a young pimpin man like myself (I was pimpin for the holiday weekend atleast) should never do……I kissed that ho in the mouth.
Yeah….I’m not proud of that shit, but I was really drunk and was really REALLY feeling that broad. (The crew ragged on me about it, but one of the boys linked up with another bad broad that was confessing her love to his ass…he, apparently was really REALLY feeling that broad too cause he kissed her in the mouth too)
Anyway…Goldie ended up blowing me off like I gotta go find my girls that I came here with. I’ll holler at you when the club is over. I never heard from her again. The other dude got chicks digits….but he only got the area code and 6 other digits. 310-XXX-XXXI don’t know.
But real talk…how you gonna be kissing on a nigga, get him to kiss you in the mouth and then not link up and atleast get some of Steve in your guts? I don’t just be kissing broads all in the mouth (and for the record there wasn’t any tongue…just a lil lip suckin….I think. I was fuckin drunk) all willy nilly and shit.
That was a funny day for me. I don’t normally crush…especially chicks that I have just met, but I not only fell for Goldie I was really feeling Hips too. Had me all like “I think Iike Goldie even more than Hips”. Sounding like a straight up BIIIIIIITTTCCCHHHH!!
So, anyway, I didn’t link up with Hips either that night and we ended up at this place called Big Pinks to get some Breakfast pizza around 530 in the am. I got to talking to these Black british chicks over the importance of black folks learning their heritage and figuring out where you came from all the way back to Africa and all that. I told chick that Black Americans kinda had to create our own thing over here in America because we weren’t allowed to carry on our culture and all that. I said it was good to know to a point, but tracing shit all the way bay to Africa was all but pointless…..mostly because it is damn near impossible. She called me ignorant and shit.
I got pissed. (I had drank too much and was too tired to continue arguing rationally) So I just abruptly got up said “Good night, nice meeting you.” And bounced.
We make it back to the hotel and the crew called me dirty and said I had Hepatitis XYZ.
That was Saturday.
-The Muthafuggin BULLY