Monday, October 20, 2008

Weekend Wrap-Up...

Hey Tricks, guess what? It's official...I'm fucking sick!  I knew it Saturday.  I had that whole post nasal drip thing going on, and then my body felt achey.  Yesterday, it was more congestion and headache. Today it's everything.  I feel like someone tied me to the back of a Yukon and went from 0-60 mph, then made me suck like 3o dicks dipped in salt (my throat is rockin').  Oooh, I almost forgot about my head, I feel like Monique, Aretha Franklin, and Raven Simone are all sitting on my face--the pressure is unbearable.  Other than that I'm fine.   Norman said that he would get life if I died while I was posting.  I would too.   
Anyways, this weekend was kosher.  Friday night I did nothing.  The police trade was supposed to come over, but his supervisor asked him to work a double because it was Howard Homecoming.  I stayed on the phone with him until 5 a.m., and then went to work unbothered.  Around 2 p.m. Jon and Nat called and said that they were going to "The Yard" at  Howard University to conjure.  They said that the trades there were so vicious.  I totally believe them.  I think that D.C. has some of the most unforgiving trade in the nation--they have a swagger like no other.  I wanted to meet those trannies, but didn't get off until 6.  We made plans to eat after my work.  
After I got off the train on Saturday I rushed home to change.  I cut through the parking lot on 11th and H (old convention center site), and saw this...

The most over homeless lady I've ever seen.  Why was this bitch typing on a word processor in a parking lot at night.  She came equipped with her own extension cords and everything.  Get into how far the cord runs.  First of all, I had that same word processor when I was in middle school.  Second of all, what the fuck was this bitch typing?  I don't even care, all I know is that she is the fucking ruler of the earth.  She is giving when my book comes out, eat it. What if she did publish her works and got like millions for it.  I could maybe sell these pics for a coin.  

After those jokes, I made it home to change.  I met up with my friend who left me to move to Jersey (Melissa).  She went to Howard as well.  I invited her along to the conjure dinner.  The people went to Lauriol Plaza.  I ordered my usual, the Pollo Asado.  But I never ordered this...


Who ordered the tranny fag side up to-go?  Why was my fag sister beating her face like this in preparation for a party after dinner?  I swear, I 've never seen a woman that could stand next to any drag queen and punish.  She is the gayest woman alive!  Thank God for my sister, she gives the fags what they want--she gives the fags what they need--Face, Body, and Fashions.  Ewwwwww, She's so nasty, and I live!
After my dinner, the police trade came over.  I was his dinner.  
Yesterday, work was work.  I came home and took a shot of NyQuil to the head like it was Patron.  I don't know if NyQuil really makes you feel better, it just knocks you the fuck out.  After about 5 minutes of hallucinating, you just drop.  Hopefully, you're in your home and not driving or something.  I swear it only takes 5 minutes.  That's some powerful shit son...

5 comments:

Promiscuous X said...

OMG I cantfucking stop laughing lol. I was in tears when you wrote this:

"I feel like someone tied me to the back of a Yukon and went from 0-60 mph, then made me suck like 3o dicks dipped in salt (my throat is rockin'). Oooh, I almost forgot about my head, I feel like Monique, Aretha Franklin, and Raven Simone are all sitting on my face--the pressure is unbearable."

LMMFAO. OMG stop it stop it.

I hope you feel better man.

I'm mad she had a word processor ...she look like she was cold as hell LMAO. Look out for the New York Times best seller. "From Rags to Riches".

Dam ole gurl is type sexy werd up.

Q I love your blog dude. Its so raw lol

Acoustic Soul said...

A mess. A absolute mess!

Quincy, you are too damn much. I'm mad you put my girl in the rankings of Aretha Franklin & Mo'Nique! Raven ain't THAT damn big!

Who's Norman?

She came equipped with her own extension cords and everything. Get into how far the cord runs.
umm . . . . Can you tell us where they were plugged into. I'm sure word processors take a lot of energy to run. Somebody is gonna be on fire when that bill comes!

Q said...

Thank you Promiscuous, I love your blog too. It's amazing.

Acoustic Norman is my Numero Uno Ace...and I know that Raven isn't that big, but she's well on her way...lol

Mr. Fabulous said...

Hey Q pookie...

First, I hope you feel better. I had no idea after we txt we txt last night it was that bad. Hadi, myself and a crew held it down last night... all were slightly over the scene. Get in to my posting today http://www.dcsmostfabulous.com/mrfabulousblog.htm?blogentryid=4129635

Second, that is the most OVAH homeless person I've ever seen as well. She is def. the RULER. When you can be homeless and have muchless use a eltronic WP that's OVAH...LOL

Finally, I get in to the sis. She def. gives me what I need.

Hope you feel be and you better be getting ready for my 30th.

Howard C.

DCMF Magazine
www.dcsmostfabulous.con

One Man’s Opinion said...

I see you keep your distance while taking picture of the homeless writer. I don't understand the problem. You have to suffer before you can become an acomplished author. LOL.