Grown People Bidniss

wow i dont know even where to start this one. but this has to do with us as caribbean people involving we self in what i know describe as grown people business or as what granny use to say "trying to force ripe we self" as alot of you may know due to liver problem i have givien up on the boze and have been sober for over a year. but its to no common knowledge and by my own admission i am an alcholic and in the wise words of Slim Dogg Millionaire to people with my condition "its not how long you put the bottle down, its the damage you when you pick it back up". now i have been drinking since i was like 12 years old so i had manage to develop a heavy tolerance as well as many tricks along the way. drinking ppl under the table, downing a cold 12oz heinken in under 10 seconds, drinking champ 40oz division, blowing fire with 151 proof rum and so on and so on. but one trick i manage to learn in particular was that. in times of extreme drought (which used to happen often in my circle) or just low funds, I mastered a technique where i could get completly landblasted off of 1 beer. now even thou this trick came in handy in several cases my being sober for so long seems to have triggered it in a not so proper time. back to grown man bidness. now i know my limits because of my liver problem so when it comes to drinking i humble myself like a gril (champane, hypnotiq, nuvo and drinks of that sort. no more hennesy, clarks coat wray & nephew and that type of thing. and lord heavens no georgi, megatrons, contraptions, rass wholes or fuck ups. but since its my bithday weekend me and slim decided to splurge. dinner and red lobster where i ordered a whole bottle of whine. that is what start the downward spiral. now when i get tipsy its no secret that i does spend like a skunt. im suppose to be saving my my money for bills (lawd phone bill is like $538.87 this month) and diffrent parties i have to invest in ( my birthday bash and others) but after the lobster me and slim end up to natty dread party. now this jam was free to get into so i say leh we support the bar. and damn this is when i force ripe myself and went to trouble grown man business smh. slim went and order a baileys and check me looking at the bar and not wanting to be standing in the middle of the dance floor around my peers with a pink cup in my hand. i went and i ordered Johnny Walker. now anybody who knows boze knows thats an old man down by the corner store playing dominoes drink rite dey. and lord have mercy from the 1st sip my eyes open up. all i could was jezzus christmas. dat one drink lead to 6 more guiness and trust the after feeling wasnt nice. this was the friday. mind you all we inteded to do that night was go to serani album release party which as a dj i had an invite for. now saturday nite was suppose to be a quite nite to as well but as fate would have it it was my home girl mango's birthday party and i said i would come tru and dj for her. i stayed at work and made a party mix for her and told silm my plans. he at 1st wanted nothing to do with it and stay home. but i told him free food and drinks plus hot chicks and that kind of twist he arm. but lord was we in for a rude awaking. now mango as it turns out at one point in time had the title of my Jr. wifey cause she was young and i at my age couldnt take things to seriously. now i know a few of her frens who she clubs with and these are the ones i told slim about. but i had no idea of the rest of her frens lawd save my soul dem was younggggggggggggggggggg i had feel like such a phile in that dat basement. so what does grown men do when faced with overwheling odds not in our favor? we drink till we convince we self the odds is in we favor. worst mistake ever. long story short. i endup hitting on thing closest to my age in there which was mango's mom, almost had to take off my belt to clam a situation with what appears to be mango's young "real" boyfren. had sum weired girl put a braid in my beard and ended up sucking on a girls toes in the stair well smh. all of this i had to be reminded of cause lawd knowns meen remember a god damn thing. and if this wasnt the end of it. apprently i ended up in cholos for the antiguan day celebration ?????????? so as fate likes to repeat its self, slim dogg had to carry me to his house cause apprently i passed out and lost all our stuff including a pair of my franchise frames and you guessed it. spend ah shit load or more moneyyyyyyyy. now take my advice when i say this. that alchohol is one hell of a drug and that notthing good can ever come out of it other than a hell of a time that u would more than likly not remember. at the end of the day folks its not worth if you have to be reminded about your actions via twitter and face book.

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