Originally Posted by DublBagn
Sssssssooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,
As the story goes, after a Roots show in Detroit, my boy is throwing the after party (shout out to Public Media, they always put on a good show!!!!) I slide in the door and grab my VIP pass head up stairs, say whats up to all my people and start drinking.......A beer and a shot.......then another shot, then another shot, then another beer.....all within about an hour....I was "feeling good, feeling great"......the remainder of the night I piece together from my friends stories....
some chick I know said she walked into the VIP (2 hours since my first drink) to me talking to Black Thought for about 20 mins, I see her and proceed to pick her up and hug her and shake her like a rag doll.....then Black Thought proceeds to do the same (he was a bit drunk, she is cute, and he tried to holler at her for the rest of the night)....I danced with a Big Block (word to OP), told a girl I was going to F her tonight.....almost knocked over Questloves monitor, popped a bottle and then dipped out.....
I wake up in my own bed, in basketball shorts and a Tee, car is in the driveway (with no visible damage)......I walk downstairs and my roommate is like, "you were loud as hell last night, came in the door stumbling, dropped $20 in Taco Bell on the table (which i didnt eat but their was only 5 things in the bag and no drink so I dont know what I ordered), turned the TV on super loud, went to your bathroom tossed cookies for 15 mins, then went to sleep"...
smh @ me for not remembering driving home....I have not had a drink since.....