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More often than not I tend to take that L.
I of course told yall the story about Earthquake sonning me. The first part of the story was lost when
got gunned up and clapped quick. So here is Part 1 of the fukkery.
All of this started because of my home girl Lori.
Lori was a home girl in every sense of the word. She is like one of the fellas. She can out drink and party anyone. And I am including me. Many times we have partied and I have been done dealing by 6am. Only to keep going out of spite because she was just getting started. We have been friends for a long time and our relationship was circled around vodka, clubs, and . . well vodka and clubs. 
Lori and I never had a romantic relationship. I was never interested in her sexually at all. For one, I have seen the riff raff she usually hooked up with.
and they looked very scruffy. Secondly there was something about her that turned me off on a sexual level. Maybe it was her agnostic beliefs, or the fact that the decades of wearing flip flops have turned her feet into Flintstone replicas.
We never hooked up or even kissed. But she has on occasion cock blocked me inadvertently. . .And this time she cock blocked me good.
I was hanging out with Lori on a Saturday night. We were talking about going out to a club in Jacksonville but neither of us were eager to visit Jax's meager clubs. We had just came back from Miami and literally partied all night on Ocean Drive then hit Club Space for afterhours. We had a crazy fukkery filled night to say the least.
I took one day to recuperate. . Then drove back to Jacksonville. She was on vacation and drove up to Jax to hang with friends. Now it is a Saturday night. What is there to do I said? She was studying the Folio ( Jax Events Paper ) and said excitedly..
"EARTHQUAKE IS HERE! LETS GO! WE CAN CATCH THE 10:00 SHOW AT THE COMEDY ZONE!"


I would soon see Earthquake live for the first time. . Sadly for me it was not to be the last.
got gunned up and clapped quick. So here is Part 1 of the fukkery.All of this started because of my home girl Lori.
Lori was a home girl in every sense of the word. She is like one of the fellas. She can out drink and party anyone. And I am including me. Many times we have partied and I have been done dealing by 6am. Only to keep going out of spite because she was just getting started. We have been friends for a long time and our relationship was circled around vodka, clubs, and . . well vodka and clubs. 
Lori and I never had a romantic relationship. I was never interested in her sexually at all. For one, I have seen the riff raff she usually hooked up with.
and they looked very scruffy. Secondly there was something about her that turned me off on a sexual level. Maybe it was her agnostic beliefs, or the fact that the decades of wearing flip flops have turned her feet into Flintstone replicas.
We never hooked up or even kissed. But she has on occasion cock blocked me inadvertently. . .And this time she cock blocked me good.

I was hanging out with Lori on a Saturday night. We were talking about going out to a club in Jacksonville but neither of us were eager to visit Jax's meager clubs. We had just came back from Miami and literally partied all night on Ocean Drive then hit Club Space for afterhours. We had a crazy fukkery filled night to say the least.
I took one day to recuperate. . Then drove back to Jacksonville. She was on vacation and drove up to Jax to hang with friends. Now it is a Saturday night. What is there to do I said? She was studying the Folio ( Jax Events Paper ) and said excitedly.."EARTHQUAKE IS HERE! LETS GO! WE CAN CATCH THE 10:00 SHOW AT THE COMEDY ZONE!"



I would soon see Earthquake live for the first time. . Sadly for me it was not to be the last.

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Plus I was not willing to admit to Lori that I was partied out for the near future. Club Space had drained me.
We get to the Comedy Club. Quickly get our drinks and enjoy the opening comics and the final act. Quake killed it mane! 


you got any weed?"
I get this all the time. People assume I smoke. Never smoked in my life. I have nothing against it. I even like the smell. It is just not me tho.
So I tell him discreetly:
Oh its no problem at all. I understand.
( I give him another pound )


Her name was Terry. She had that dark chocolate skin, perfect white teeth and the shape of a goddess
while we chatted and joked. It was now getting later and we both were not quite ready for the night to end yet. . . I was scrambling to think of something on the spot.
. Then it hit me. . Earthquake!! It is a good show. She will laugh, we will still be able to interact not like a movie theater. . .and the tickets are CHEAP! Even better! 
. In mid sentence. In mid joke. . Quake stops. . And peers into the crowd. . Then uses his hands to shade his eyes
while he looks in my direction. . I feel a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach
. He slowly grins. .
How the hell did he see me wayyyyy in the back??
Nobody knows yet who he is looking at. So everybody is kinda laughing nervously not sure what the joke is. I look at Terry and she has zero idea.
She is looking around too. So I follow her lead. Pretend to scan the room for his mysterious homie.
All of a sudden a hot white spotlight hits our table. . He was pointing to the lighting guy. . Oh crap.
So I match her confusion on my face. Then Quake puts a dagger into me. He yells again. " YOU ARE THE BEST MY nikkaAAAA! YOU AND YOUR LOVELY LADY. . OH WAIT. . OOOPS!! THAT IS NOT THE SAME LADY YOU HAD WITH YOU LAST NIGHT!!" 
Terry looks at me still confused and says. . " Where you here yesterday with another girl??"
. I was not here." She says " oh ok and starts to laugh ( nervously ) again."
. Quake had already stuck a dagger into me. . Now he decides to twist. 