Future Crack Whores of America

Aug 31, 2004 08:07

After I got home from ballin' with Landon last night something kinda funny happened. An acquaintance of mine was hanging out and getting her drink on, I tend to stay away from said chickie because, she ratted me out for some shit I did'nt do before. We'll call her Tramp for posterity sake.
When Tramp ran out of whatever it was she was sipping on she stumbled over to where I was smoking. The conversation that ensued was an exercise in tedium. Tramp was for the most part groveling at my feet to buy her a 40oz of OE. When she realized this was not going to happen like her self respect the request started getting smaller. First it was the 40, then it was a Tallboy, to a bottle of beer, and lastly a can.
During the duration of this exchange the word "Junkie" came to mind. Can you be an alckiehall junkie? Finally Tramp got the point after some cat calling from my friend, which was hilarious to watch. This run in with addiction makes me want to quit all of my vice, just so there won't be a remote chance of that ever happening to me.
Until then true believers...

PORK"Triumph"CHOP out

Quote of the day:"No mo' 40's." -My Buddy Mike "The best cat call ever"
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