Long story. My bad brehs
One time back in the late 90s we got this batch of coke that was kind of trash. So to make it better we start doing hot rails with shards in it
Hours later I start feeling crazy
. I call my uncle's step sister for a ride home.
I'm thinking "She gon know I'm fukked up. Better clean up." I couldn't find any towels so I use my shirt. Soon I realized I don't have any other clothes
.
I decide to just take everything off except my boxers so I wouldn't look weird with just no shirt on. She pulls up and I'm sitting outside on that green cable box thing trying to look normal
. She pulls up and I hop in the whip smooth as shyt
She didn't say nothing so I feel like I'm pulling it off
I tell her to stop somewhere bc I'm thirsty. She said "no I'm bringing you home." So I'm like "oh so that's what we doing?
? Ok". As soon as we slowed down I said "
fukk it"
Hop out and took off running to the crib. nikka I was clearing fences, juking dogs and stiff arming the shyt out of kids at the park by my apartments. Finally get home. My phones ringing. Its my boys who I was snortin with asking me where I am.
Apparently I told them I was going to make some onion rings. By this time I'm gone for about 6 or 7 hours. nikka said my clothes were stuffed behind the toilet tank. So now I'm a$$hole naked stressing about where I can get onion rings at this time of night
. Im stressed and I know I need sleep. So i smoke a blunt, grab a bottle of liquid nyquil. Cotton mouth makes me chug that bytch like
I decide to take a shower and the nyquil kicks in
. I pass the fukk out in the shower
. Idk how long I was out but the cold water woke me up. I crawl out of the shower, threw up and fell asleep in the hallway. I wake up still naked and slightly wet. I get up, eat some apple cinnamon oatmeal with a baked sweet potato.
it sounded good at the time. Finally i jerked off and started getting ready for work. I don't know exactly how long I was naked but it had to be close to 24 hours