what the....?!

fcuk! an i dont mean french connection. bakanal gaan large! weekend confidential an shit. but i gat som issues. "insomniac slacker?" nite club aint mek fe dag an cyat star. sombady gatta do de partyin. shit..ppl now readin de freakin blog. fuck it. went in de ravens/pacesetters game lasnite. whole nite setters got dem pon lockdown. i luvin it. u know dem idiots run ouuta steam in de 4th qtr? they like west indies. shit. betta not go there. anyways...ravens blo dem out. so is gt ravens and linden's kings in tuesday's finals. cyaan miss dat. aye...next level entertainment shoud giv me a cut o de takins fe promotin they game. all in all i had fun. is de firs time i sport pon heineken. up and down de stands. de fookin beers had me pissin all de time. u see...dats why i prefer me vodka an cranberry juice...or a guinness. so we end up in de club after de game. a few men an nuff gyal. jus de way i like it. a side note...a fren seh u know a club goin down wen they start de passa passa ting. but i see a new club de other nite had passa passa too. anyways... i had a nice lil ting fe wine pon. din even get high. but guess wha...me fuckin thighs killin me. she short. i cyaan do dem squat an wine ting no mo. one time i wine an go down wid she an almost coudnt mek it up back. is a good ting me bredren de deh nearby an give me a brace. ah true dat!shit...shit! me boss comin i gon.

lata.