|"Even the Muppets need supervision this week bruh!"|
Thursday night kicked it into full gear for my wife and I when our neighbor invited us to his suite at Bankers Life Field House for the Mike Epps/Whiz Khalifa/Snoop Dogg joint! Praise God that we were in a suite because you already know how Khalifa and Snoop get down. It was like the blind leading the blind. Straight up foolishness bruh! Why? Cuz it's the Super Bowl!
Well, round II was Friday night! The Kid Capri joint was in full rotation and being connected to the big boyz makes it even better. My wife's good friend had the VIP locked down so no waiting in line and we were brisked right upstairs! After 5 minutes of looking over the railing I knew that the night was going to be ridiculous! I saw a cat come in the joint on a walker bruh! Why? Cuz it's the Super Bowl!
Hey, when you see boyz that are that persistent in trying to “get it in” it suddenly becomes foolish! Now the great thing is that I don't drink so I get my diet coke, sit back and laugh all night long! When the liquor is free most folks are like kids in the candy store without supervision! Suddenly nobody remembers their limit! Why? Cuz it's the Super Bowl!
After a few hours into the joint and Kid Capri completely destroying the turn tables and oh yes, real DJ's don't use CD's bruh! So if you were at a party and the DJ was rocking with CD’s you weren't at a real party, he's not a real DJ and I‘ve got some beach front property to sell you in the projects! So anyway, after the excited folks drank everything that they could imagine and the alcohol started to settle in. It was Chris Rock funny just watching the casualties go down fighting. Why? Cuz it's the Super Bowl!
As boyz started going down one by one I saw a cat go down face first into the more than the 29 bottles on the table that my guy bought. People were scrambling to save as much of the liquor as possible before they stopped to pick this guy up! Why? Cuz it's the Super Bowl!
One by one as boyz began to literally wobble, stumble and slur at the speech they were escorted down and out of the door to make room for the next person! Now I couldn't tell you what ever happen to the guy in the walker! I lost sight of him 5 minutes after he hit the door but I guarantee that he was stumbling when he left the joint too. Why? Cuz it's the Super Bowl!
We had to take it back to the old school as we ended the night or should I say morning not at Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse but in the drive thru of White Castle getting a sack of ten bruh! Why? Cuz it’s the Super Bowl! Tonight my wife and I are throwing our own private set for all of our friends and it should be one for the ages bruh! Why? Cuz it’s the Super Bowl!
Holla At Ya Boy!
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