Is what I was doing last night & the reason I'm not at work today. (Hopefully my boss doesn't read this crap.) I figured since the Lakers were getting blasted, so would I. At halftime, I cracked open the Smirnoff & attempted to drink away the pain of watching my team get embarrassed. After my 6th shot, I forgot all about my bummy Lakers & proceeded to get my drunk text on. Drunk dialing (& texting) is a beautiful thing when you are inebriated, but definitely unappreciated the next day. I hit 5 different people up before somebody slid thru & had to deal with my alcohol flavored slobber. (lol) When I woke up from from my inebriation, I had all types of broads a sober Darius wouldn't want to deal with. Six, Crazy, Annoying, & Boring all hit me up talking about we should hang out today. Six gets no love anytime before 12am, Crazy is gonna think I want to start a relationship, Annoying is not seeing any type of return call & she'll probably blow me up for the rest of the week & Boring makes me want to kill myself when she isn't drunk. Boring, on the other hand has the breasts of an AVN award winner so I'll probably be getting her liqueured up tonight. Anyways, I'm still woozy from last night (damn idiots kept calling me this morning) so I'ma get some food & go back to sleep. I'll holla later about this damn SoCal weather...
Song of The Moment:
Wu Tang Clan - Bring Da Rukus
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