hangin with sg - the remix
<sigh> up front - I asked for this bs.
see, the last time I hung out with SG, was for his b'day. He invited me over his boy's house, which is allegedly Cribs-worthy. The house is nice, but I've seen cribs that are extra (whose owners shall remain nameless, but y'all know who you are). No matter how fly u think a house may be, faux-wood paneling is just wrong. So, along with being unimpressed, I somehow ended up sitting on a couch, next to his cousin, watchin porn on a big screen tv, thinking "YUGH", and hoping that the combo of the porn & 5 to 1 ratio of "open-minded" (think: freaky) females to males wouldn't be the beginning of the jump off.
So, I really SHOULD have taken future dealings with SG with a HUGE grain of salt. But nooooo...I innocently ask SG what's the happs Saturday, and he responds: a group of grown & sexy folks, getting together for a movie, and drinks afterward, and I took it at just that. The movie: be Cool - review over in the Culture section. The drinks - Barnacles @ Satellite. SO far, so good.
'Cept - the group of G&S = 2 "open-minded" females. And NO dudes.
'Cept - SG's dry demeanor reeks of 5th wheelness
'Cept - SG doesn't make it to Barnacles - apparently a hot tub awaited the G&S. Dayum.
Mia & I make the best of it - eating chicken wings, watchin the not-so-Grown (average age = 22?), and OVERLY sexxy (who drops it like it's hot to Britney Spears? oh wait - we were in Gwinnett County) work things out. Oh yeah, and the one Great-great-grand MILF stick her tongue in the ear of her fine-a$$ young buck. No really, all Haterade aside - I spent a good hour, wondering if without her false teeth, she performed a ridiculous brain surgery.
It wasn't all bad - I hung out with Mia (always a bonus), got the perfect pair of jeans (my Onion is FAB-O-LOUS in these), danced my booty off (ok, really that's IMPOSSIBLE, but anywayz), and got lifted. So, SG thanx.
Note to self: never call SG to hang out again under ANY circumstances. eva.