i always was the las' one to leave. i remember this one time i got so fucked-up. i was at this house i knew real well, partyin' 'n' gettin' psychotically drunk. It was a college scene. The girls were all sexy 'n' beautiful 'n' drunk 'n' a tease. which gave ever'body hope, i guess. Well it wasn't that late yet, 'n' like i was a-sayin' Suddenly there was a disturbance in the kitchen!! One o' my friends who i could name but won't, was whippin' this other friend o' mine toward the door. Billy from Philly was lookin' ta understand Rafael(Ratboy in some circles) from Spain. Me 'n D.jeedge jus' looked at each other when the kitchen cleared out in that violent way. i watched as Billy took that cat 'n' showed him the way. The Door, ackshully.
Then....what...i'm not sure...Oh Yeah!!! i was laughin' so hard an' i was feelin' so alcohol sick too, that i went out into the driveway 'n' let myself be sick. Fuzzy had already warned me when he saw the way i looked: "Get away from the house when you puke!" Of course i knew that ; i wasn't that fucked-up. i went out into the lonely night to puke. i was pukin' hard with the idea that i was learnin' somethin' in my head. As i puked up all that nasty alcohol i started to laugh. i thought: "What an idiot i was, thinkin' i could last," then i began to choke. Where was ya'll at then ?? i's laughin when a piece of puke got caught in m'throat. 'n' chokin' at the same time thinkin' i might ackshully die, 'n' laughin' 'n chokin'. Enjoyin' my own ignorance to the point where i wondered how close i came t' Death. Well not really. i always knew i'd live.
Such is life. :rofl: :rofl: :rofl:
