Daytona 500

I get a call @9:45 pm askin if I was ready. I was not. SO I sped up.So Saturday I am on my way to meet the peoples. I leave my crib and put the word out that I am in the wheels and will be at the site in 30 minutes. They say cool we about to leave and and it take us 15-20 minutes. So I slightly speed, cuz honestly, Im hype. Mad details & research was done. Quality time spent.
So I am at the spot wit a good parking space.I As I was driving TreeC called me and said he bored and bhe about to come down and kick it. I call and they tell me they in traffic and just left...I go ok, Im in Union Square so I can walk slow and get to a decent spot to people watch in the meanwhile. As I get to the Blimpie's TreeC calls me like yo Im down here and about to look for parking. The girls call me like yo where are u we gotta get through this traffic. We still on the Williamsburg bridge. At this point I am outside of my car for 35 minutes. If I knew folks were gonna take forever I would stayed in my car and chilled wit cipha sounds who was covering for flex....So in all I am outside for a good hour once these girls greet me on 14th street by driving the two right tires on the sidewalk. Instinctively, I take a step back and contemplate running away in horror. But I still gets in. I tells the girls my boy TreeC is down here and wanna say hello. They hype but they tell me they gotta return to BK to help a locked out(no llaves) mother. So they go find TreeC in front of WashMU and tell him to follow us til we can find him a park. meanwhile I am sweating like a runaway slave that mistakenly ran into the slavemaster's mom & committed involuntary manslaughter. It was mad warm in the back of the coupe. My stomach was bubblin too. so that made me sweat OD amounts. I told them yo it is hot . I was told to 'shut up.' I said yo can u take down the windows a bit further. 'No shut UP.' Im like yo I m sweatin mad much this fabric radiates heat . I am told, If u would shut up u would noit be so hot. Moments later, I said yo can I get out. I was told to 'shut de fukup and u not getting out!' then finally she threw on the AC. TreeC finally find a space and all four of us are in. this is where I began to think of John Olerud. for those of you who did not know, John Oledrud is a ex Mets first baseman who did alot of important things in the mid 90s. the most important thing for this story is that he used to play defense with a helmet. At this point I wish I was john olerud so i can have my helmet.
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Shorty drove like Jeff Gordon on cocaine.She had to pee. I mean although we never crashed I have never felt so helpless in my life. they were yelling at cab drivers, running red lights wit the cops in plain sight, rolling down the windows to scream at pedestrains to hurry up and cross the street, high beaming people in the middle lanes of highways...you know..things of that nature. So me and TreeC crackin up laffin until we hit the highway and the mphs never seem to go down. We were in the Deloren and on our way to seeing Doc and Marty McFly. we were travelling so fast. I literally put my head between my legs like 3 times while we were on the Brooklyn bridge and we got off the BQE. We got to bk and I was out of it. TreeC was in better shape than me. At this point, my stomach was in official OD mode and my sweat was multiplying expoentially. So I'm like yo lemme go see what happens after we go up to her apartment and see if I can make a quick drop off. Somehow I did. We get back in the car and drives up to TreeC's car. He had to get out he was hungry as hell and was ready to pass out from these girls and their travelling style. TreeC jumps out gets into his vehicle then we boggie up to Broadway and meet the troops there. We chill in front of the pizza shop for a while then we go to the Hills. We get inside the hills and see like 15 people total. it was freezing in there . I assume they were expecting 2,3 times as many people inside. We spend mad time in their establishment doing the quality time thing. it was another group of girls who averaged C cup breastes that were very appealing(2/3s were one was fat wit wild hair..u already know what dat is bout). im getting interveiwed by the CIA's top agent ... mad questions are asked so I retreat into asno mode and asnwer everything wit I dunno'.
So after 25 minutes of 'I dunno' the bar closes and we go outside and the interrogation heats up. I realize I gotta answer the questions so I can overcome certain obstacles. I wanted to lie just to mess wit her, but I aint wanna deal wit the repercussions of it. She got the look and mouth like she can flip and make life mad difficult if she wants to. So I relinquished my hold on things(mostly cuz my grip was shaky anyway) and just answered mad questions... then the fun began.... in public(nothing epic occurred)
I got dropped off after breaking ground. good night in all. a bit scary and makes you look back on life but still good work by all involved. Everyone stepped up.
I got home @6:15am (u gotta remember I parked on 3rd ave at 1045pm and never touched it including all those other travels) and I was superfatigued I wanna say was sleep within10 minutes of me parking the car.
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