Wednesday, November 7, 2007

To the Wind.....on a Tuesday Night.....


This one goes out to Rejjie! A night to remember


I guess it's only right to start from the beginning....
It all started with a Bacardi Peach Red Handle... after a couple "When did that get there?"s I think we had a lil buzz. (Shout outs to teenage Jesus and his disciple - and Kerry's punk a$$ half shot) Other than that, Rejjie, Jennifer, and I killed the whole handle - with no shame! (Yes, Jennifer!! for all yall non -believers, there are many co-signers, and you only need one. (please see list of attendees at the end of the post)) Random head here...random head there...happy birthday rejj, blah blah blah. (We tried to watch House and SVU...and failed...miserably)


Wait!!!?!??!?! i just realized something - nothing exciting happened til TREY DEUCE was in the HOUSE!!!!! Shit...that's serious! (But, AHEM : (ensa, kate, and mal: this is for yall) Jennifer did call a certain someone and tell him some things.....repeatedly...that's all I'm saying)

In anticipation of Ed, Deb, Louis, and Greg's arrival, Jennifer kindly washed 6 shot glasses and we started (or continued) with straight shots (please see video above) or gulps (Ed and Greg). Yo handles are clutch...you get a perfect grip on that bottle...who ever came up with that is a genius and alky. So we was listening to some reggae...Rejjie was climbing walls, chairs, couches, tables, people... and then that speaker really fell on that random dude's head. Yo! the speaker (HAHAHAHAH) fell on his head (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA). And you know what's funny, the music aint even stop...ket! Yo...crazy sh-- happens when the lights go out - and thats the end of that portion of the night.

BCPD!!!!!
Umm "if you don't live here - get out...Right now!"
"Alle nan 514!"
Way to fumble rejj...."my number's eigh -eye-en. **sigh** 857"
"But offica, i never celebrating my birfday before!"
"never!?!?"
"nope, never"
We was deff talking jakes for 20 minutes...about nothing
Then everyone came back...like nuthin happened...like we didn't almost get written up for disturbing the peace.
So we went up stairs....
Cuz Rejjie was yacking...or tryin to!!! For like 12 hours......
Then Ed wanna hear his theme song:
This is for you, ed "Drinks is on the House!"






Then people wanna start dancing like bedroom A of 504 is the club. We have officially renamed the room Haitian Connection. We was dancing madd hard, for madd long. That was madd fun... I think everyone danced with everyone last night. Then there was the battle: Greg and Deb vs. Me and Ed! You already know who won - greg wanna drop deborah on her head - yeah i got pix to prove it. Ed and I are waiting for the next contenders.

(Before I forget, Henseley was deff gettin it in on the dance floor)We had the ill kompa night tho. And then it happened....I don't even know how to tell this story right - no words can do what happened next justice.




First lemme say this, peer pressure's a bi---....a big bi---!! YO! This is your fault edward! You did this...you are the culprit. If it wasn't for you, Louis wouldn't think he was superman, and if louis aint think he was superman he wouldnt try to lift 250lbs, and if louis didnt try to lift 250lbs and only succeed for 2.13 seconds, then louis wouldnt have dropped her and collapsed onto my bed post, then louis and the bocal wouldnt have broken my bed! Broken...nah not broken...shattered...They shattered my bed (did anyone else see her roll afterwards) Ket!!!
Yo im madd we all ran out the room when that shit happened.
Then we all went back downstairs and proceeded to talk shit about the s-k p-t-t while she was just a few feet above us (and heard everything we said) After our photo session...why Greg swear he could drive but can't even stand? greg...my nigga greg...

SO we in the car...and I think it finally hit everyone - EVERYONE had things to do the next day:

Deborah- My deb, awww, deb, you my wife - She took the biggest loss! Can I get a team player of the year nomination. She def had to be at work at 7AM!!! wowzers, and she gave people wake up calls

Ed - 9:45 Best Beezy

Greg: 9AM ----"he aint make it" - can I get an 11 o'clock please?

Louis- you don't count

Rejjie: 10 AM class - "she aint make it"

Jeni: 10 AM class - "she aint make it"

The Bottles of Bacardi O and Peach Red (that were supposed to last til Sat nite): "they aint make it"

My bed- "DEFF AINT MAKE IT"

Louis made me pull over 5 times...for nothing!

When we was dropping louis off he fell asleep and wouldnt wake up...so only the most logical thing could happen at this point. Yo, Ed bitch slapped Louis (it was more like a haymaker...from the mezzanine...lol)and told him to get the fuck up...ur eating her (jennifer)box....(awww ed...my nigga ed!)
Louis: "That was mad unnecessary!"
This nigga got out the car, walked around the car to the other side. He got in and "Where we going?" awwww louis....my nigga louis.



Then we go to Ed's house and have a 3some to "Say it" - can I get a pull up please?


Thank you ed, for stealing the covers and letting me and jen freeze to death. Yo why was you tryna wake your mother up at 4 in the morning to tell her you was drunk...? lol wow....what a night!!!

I'm gonna end with this:
Deborah: Yo, it's a Tuesday night, and nou tout sou!!! Ket, nou f--king tafiyate!!"
Greg: DASS ET?????






Here's your photographer....blame her not me!

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