Mar 28, 2005 12:00
Wah....Cleaning is all that I can say to describe my day from around 10 am until 3 in the afternoon. I guess I can admit that I was trying to soften Phil up and get him to agree to letting me pick up Chelle and go out.
Well, it happened and the house looked and smelled great.
I went and got Chelle around 7:30, she got her check at work and bought a beer and we went back to my house to figure out what we were doing. We decided on pretty much going to this Strip Club in (Dearborn?) called Hard Body's. But it was hella far, Woodward and Michigan Ave. area. The only reason we went there was because Sasson and some of her friends were going there + it was only a $5 cover. So Chelle bought me a pint of Capn's and snuck it into the place in her purse and between 2 freaking glasses of Coke (that was 5 freaking dollars a piece), I split the entire pint out...Later on. Mary showed up with some stuck up snot. I'm not really sure if the girl was (A) Feeling uncomfortable, therefore giving off snotty vibes. or (B) Thought her shit didn't stink and she was better than the most of us. Well, get a fucking clue bitch!
Maybe I'm being really mean but she was giving weird vibes to me and I swear I caught dirty looks from here and there. Maybe she's a nice person and I was misinterpreting her. Dunno?
NE ways....Chelle and I followed Mary and this girl to National on 11 and gratiot..Which might I add, driving behind Mary was like signing Chelle and my life away to an auto accident on the freeway. They ate a lil then busted out right quick, we stayed for a while. I knew Chelle was hammered so I was trying to get her to sober up but at the same time not to be out till sunrise. Woo... And Chelle found a dooby in the parking lot. And like all curious idiots, we tested it... It smelled fruity ... and tasted fruity. I think it was mixed with something before it was dried. Because the shit just did not feel right.
I was so high, and I was like "Dood.... Chelllllllee -drools-, It's effin WIGGY WEED!" and for like 2 miles I repeated to myself in the form of the Itchy and Scratchy song from the Simpsons "WIGGY WIGGY wiggyyyyyy, WIGGY WIGGY WIGGY... itsssss the WIGGY weeeeedddd." And the entire ride home, Chelle was literally "ROTFLMAO" to the point where I don't think she could make a laugh sound any more, it was more like an attempt to breathe with a permanent fucking smile stretching from ear to ear stuck on her face.... Eventually. We did make it home..... Both of us. And Did I mention my Sweetheart Tim (whtiger) gave me a Tiger printed throw Pillow while I was out that way? And Tim doesn't part with his Tiger memorabilia, He's obsessed with them... Stuffed animals. rugs, shirts, bed set ... , etc., it's so cute... And his house that he's buying in Melvindale is so Fucking Pimp... Ughhh..TIIIIIIIMMMM
I'm MOVING IN!
LETS GET MARRIED!!!!!!
j.k?