Car Key Boi
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must have been at least a thousand of them, all of them burning candles and sh!t, reciting prayers blah blah blah
now THAT i didn't mind. If people wanna march outside my house holding candles and saying prayers, fine - no problem whatsoever
but that wasn't enough for this lot, they had to have a F***ING BAND accompanying them and it was LOUD and i mean REALLY LOUD! and once again, IT WAS SIX THIRTY IN THE MORNING!!
so there i was, standing on my balcony, still hung over from the previous night's partying, looking down on this debacle, semi nekkid, thinking "f** this sh!t! if they wanna wake up the neigborhood with loud muzic first thing in the morning, two can play that game, this is war!"
so i throw on some pants and go downstairs to my ride and i open ALL the doors and turn the volume on the ICE to MAX
check this out, instead of the expected hardcore sexist hip hop bellowing out from the Benz, i get Norah Jones (what is it with that chick? i don't get her, does she even sing in English???) i click the change button, still no hip hop, instead i get that Chutney sh!t that the wife is rather fond of. I click the change button again, more crap, this time Soca muzic. Obviously my wife has removed all my rap sh!t from the CD changer and replaced it with all her favorites
so, defeated, i lock the Benz and go back upstairs. I grab some coffee and go out on the balcony again to watch the proceedings. By now the band had stopped (for THAT, i did thank God)
just then, i caught two of the marchers watching me. Both of them were hottie indian chicks and i'd say one was about 18/19 and the other was in her early 20s. They laughed, said something to each other, laughed again, then both of them looked up, and both of them gave me a smile and a wave!
"DIGTBK!
" i thought! I smiled back -and it was a BROAD smile, and i returned the wave. It was unbelievable. My mood had done a complete U-turn
moral of the story
ramming religion down someone's throat brings war, whereas smiles from hottie chicks brings joy
-Car Key Boi,
not surprised that Key Biscaine Tard did a no-show at the Nasdaq tennis tourny/ VIP, son, yuo can't afford / DNT
must have been at least a thousand of them, all of them burning candles and sh!t, reciting prayers blah blah blah
now THAT i didn't mind. If people wanna march outside my house holding candles and saying prayers, fine - no problem whatsoever
but that wasn't enough for this lot, they had to have a F***ING BAND accompanying them and it was LOUD and i mean REALLY LOUD! and once again, IT WAS SIX THIRTY IN THE MORNING!!
so there i was, standing on my balcony, still hung over from the previous night's partying, looking down on this debacle, semi nekkid, thinking "f** this sh!t! if they wanna wake up the neigborhood with loud muzic first thing in the morning, two can play that game, this is war!"
so i throw on some pants and go downstairs to my ride and i open ALL the doors and turn the volume on the ICE to MAX
check this out, instead of the expected hardcore sexist hip hop bellowing out from the Benz, i get Norah Jones (what is it with that chick? i don't get her, does she even sing in English???) i click the change button, still no hip hop, instead i get that Chutney sh!t that the wife is rather fond of. I click the change button again, more crap, this time Soca muzic. Obviously my wife has removed all my rap sh!t from the CD changer and replaced it with all her favorites
so, defeated, i lock the Benz and go back upstairs. I grab some coffee and go out on the balcony again to watch the proceedings. By now the band had stopped (for THAT, i did thank God)
just then, i caught two of the marchers watching me. Both of them were hottie indian chicks and i'd say one was about 18/19 and the other was in her early 20s. They laughed, said something to each other, laughed again, then both of them looked up, and both of them gave me a smile and a wave!
"DIGTBK!
moral of the story
ramming religion down someone's throat brings war, whereas smiles from hottie chicks brings joy
-Car Key Boi,
not surprised that Key Biscaine Tard did a no-show at the Nasdaq tennis tourny/ VIP, son, yuo can't afford / DNT
