When Im just out with friends, I never get in fights. well there was a few short like arguements pushing and shit. But nothing like when Im out with girls. Its always a ****ing brawl. and its always me as the only dude. I had 2 dude with me, one was a big dude.....both of them just moved out of the way, gone, nowhere to be found. We all got kicked out the club, we are standin out front, and here they come, out the front door. give me dap and leave.......
then im takin care of the girls, they are askin me where my friends are. I didnt answer, they are like tell them they are punks blah blah blah, you the only one that stayed blah blah. my cousin hahahahahaha, i love her, she was laughin the whole time. big *** smile on her face. If I didnt know she didnt smoke, I woulda thought she was high.
and by the way, there musta been at least a pound of weed spread all over the dance floor, it was everywhere, and noone did anything. People were smokin blunts all over the place. We shoudla went to D.C. like we first planned.