Jbro and Kfed Bday Weekend

A lot went on this past weekend.

Thursday:
Woke up early to finish my Communication class three pages paper. Literally opened my eyes at 730am, fired up the lappy and started writing. There was no doubt that I was on the roll that morning. Brain juice was flowing so hard it was spilling everywhere. I finished three pages in less than 30 mins. Admired my own work and went back to bed. Woke up second time, it was like being born again. Fresh, got up, get ready and head up to class.

Met up with Jbro later on that evening to discuss what was his Bday weekend plan. One thing I hate about friends' bday, I always have a hard time picking a bday present. Suddenly I got a bright ass idea like my ass always come up with. Said to myself: I'm going to throw him and Kfed a private party with our own bar and bartenders. Called up homeboy Davey pulled some magic and Whalla! I got it. Can't wait for Saturday.

Thursday been good so far. Honestly, my Thursdays have always been better than weekends. Shit that I do on Thursday always fun and relaxing. Too bad the night was young, it was far from over and I spoke too soon. On the way home after Jbro dropped me off at Mason, right after I turned in to 123, I got pulled over by a Statie. He gave me a bill of $82 for joy riding Alexis butt nekkid in a 40 degs weather with three months expired license plate. I was like ok. It was my mistake. I was not mad, pissed off or even cussing. Cool as a breeze. Continuing my drive home, two stop lights and two miles down the road later I passed by a County boys. In my mind, I was like ok, pull me over beetch I'm gonna show you what Mr. Statie just gave me ten minutes ago and you gonna leave empty handed. WROONG!! He pulled me over, I showed him the tix I just received and he saw a "Yes, I'm 21 and I can drink" bracelet. You know those shitty orange or neon green paper that wraps around your wrist when you go to clubs. So Johny Law here started questioning me about drinking, aimed his spotlight straight to my eyes to check if homeboy's pupils were dilated or not.

And yes, I been drinking that day. I drank with homeboy Davey when I was trying to pull some strings for the party and I had some more at Puma Store in Tysons. The minute I walked into that store earlier that evening, I thought it was my lucky day, cause they had a "discount party" where they handed out unlimited amount of dranks all night long. Classy!

So yeah, go back to the story. Good thing "I was not that drunk" (lol beerfest much). My breath reeks beer but I was not inebriated. I think he knows that but he just decided to let it slide. He was nice enough to give me two warnings and let me go. At this point, I just wanted to be home. That was a bad Thursday.

Friday:
Did not get a good night sleep. I was irritated about what happened last night, and shit I gotta do for friday. Go to the courthouse, DMV, fix my other car etc. Another early start, take care of everything and by 3pm I was beat. All I wanted to do just lay down and go to sleep. Called out from work, cause I did not feel like working and had to meet the boys to start Round #1 of Jbro and Kfed bday celebration. Head up to Baltimore for our night of debauchery. Man, it felt like high school again. Before we left, Wall-E decided to get a 24 pack of Corona. Popping bottles all the way to Baltimore. There were signs along the interstate that says, "Call 911 and report drunk driving" and everytime we see that sign, we would raise our drinks and make a toast inside the car. It was definitely a good night. Wall-E got to hook up with the server, Jbro Kfed and Suk got their lap dances, and I got an awesome treatment from April,the dancer and numbers from some cougars. April aka Khristmas definitely show me the real meaning of "in yo face" phrase.

Saturday:
Been excited about the party. One of my concern was the weather. It was in the 50s couple of days ago but when I woke up that morning it was 30s and snowing. But that is not gonna stop Audit from the second round of Jbro and Kfed bday celebration. In fact the colder it is, the more you need to drink up to help the body compensate the cold.
Got off work, picked up Precious the bitch and head up to Blackjack. It was not as busy as expected, but it was ok. Let the juices flowing, dance a little with victoria secret "credit card girl" and left for late night kabob grubs.
This is when everything turned bad. What happens next is gonna make everyone cringe like when you found out that your church going little daughter who is about to turn 16 got preggo by Mandingo. As we were about to leave, I had a feeling that something about to go down. It was just so much drama and shit that involves just to leave the parking lot. My first mistake was letting Precious little bitch drove my car. I don't feel like going into details on this issue, because it would piss me off, but shit happened and it involves five cars and all the drivers were drunk. Fuck!