So I went to my friend Joes Labor Day party in hopes to meet some nice young ladies. Everything was going fine till…..
..this little punk kid shows up and starts playing shy and straight cold macking on my targets..
He was killin’ it and then he started making fun of me to make the beezys laugh..
I was dying and he wouldn’t stop laughing in my face..
It was a nightmare the girls were loving him.
Finally he started running out of jokes, and started acting shy again..
..He told the girls he’d be back and then he started showing off his drumming skills…I was like “Damn this kid!!!”
I thought it couldn’t get any worse…
Then this hip beer drinking beanie wearing mutha fucka shows up with a shirt he designed and swooped..
Pulled the same shy bullshit and stole one of my yellow shirt honeys.
I had to think fast, so I started playing the guitar and had Joe sing my pain away. She sang songs about some man leaving her…
(Photo by Spencer Keeton Cunningham.)
It definitely hit the spot and I think one of the hos was feelin it but utimately they got bored with our songs..
Mr. T picked up the guitar and it was magic, I had no chance, but luckily the little boys mom took him home cuz it was past his bedtime. Mr.T left with both the Yellow ladies..
I did manage to catch this fairy while walking home tho. She led me nowhere.