I had some crazy shit happen Friday night. (No sexual conquests involved)
This dude who I used to play basketball with in high school had a birthday party at the "hole in the wall" strip club. I'm in there chilling, doing usual Chevy shit. (talking shit to the bartender, smoking weed all in public, making the strippers feel worthless).
So after awhile, the whole spot got kind of packed with hoodrats and fake trapstars…not my crowd. So since me and three of my homeboys drove separate cars, we decided to bounce and go hit the "elite" strip club.
So we're walking out the strip club (dressed in all black, bandanas and shit on), we walk past these two chicks and their boyfriends. Real dorky looking dudes with "sophisticated" broads on their arm. So one of my homeboys goes out of his way to say something to the light skinned chick. She smiles but keeps it moving. So he decides he wants her phone number. He goes back to get the number and then it happens.
These punk ass niggaz and bitches think we're trying to rob them. They start giving up wallets, two bracelets, a chain, and a watch.
An unintentional robbery. Gotta love Friday nights.
Quote of the Day: "I am not going to jail…I'm gonna sit here and smoke this weed. Fuck what you stand for and what you talking bout!"
