reason #673425891

why i don't go out in philly anymore
ngz always find random reasons to get brolic
and someone gets hit with a chair.

so...
i went on one of those midnight cruises on the spirit of philadelphia right. and i should've known something crazy was gonna happen when i saw velour suits ala the american pants company and the G&G esque prom dresses. but yet we ventured on. i mean, it was the fam's bday (go versace! it's your bday!) so we went with the flow.

c'mon ya'll.

huey said it best. "sometimes i am vexed by the actions of my people. ...yeah. vexed is a good word".

damn straight.

the line was even ghetto. ngz cuttin the line, smoking...whatever cussin and who in the hell brings food to an open buffet?! it's OPEN FUCKIN BUFFET! OPEN=FREE!

but i digress.

it was like one of those caberets. the older folks sat, drank and looked mad disgusted @ the young folks who were practically fuckin on the dance floor. i mean, its funny if you ever actually sit and watch it.

this "cruise" lasted until 2am. so here i am stuck smack dab in the middle of the schuylkill river with the hood's finest and their counterparts.

*sigh*

hot as shit.
looked like a luke video.
it had everything from freaky lap dance giving old heads to pre op trannys in mini's. add a cool white dj who plays perculator and hilarity ensued.

i was surprised it didnt happen sooner.
i mean, we ARE in the murder capital right?
right.

so,

OF COURSE a fight broke out. chairs were thrown. i think a nigga got stabbed with a broken bottle.

but,

i have to say. philadelphia has some hot boys in blue. cause the 70 cars that responded to the fight call, the male to female cop ratio was the nothing short of amazing.

i just...can't anymore.

lol.