Sweet Jesus. Went dow nto meet up with the Thick Clique Cartel saturday before heading to the Booker T Jones show downtown. I was the last to arrive cuz I live the farthest away but when we linked up it was good times guaranteed. I greeted everyone and we had a quick round of small talk before we all got dressed and headed out.
It was Thunder Over Louisville weekend which meant, hella police, hella street closures, and hella traffic. We got turned around and redirected several times but finally made it to the concert lit-truly on the second to last song but luckily for us he did a hellafied encore for over 30 minutes so it was like we didnt miss a thing! There was comedy to be had at every turn and I wish I had a sober enough mind to remember it all lol.
I saw my homie Sydney who gave me the tickets and I introduced her to the clique and we talked for a minute and she made mention of booking me and some of the homies here for a show later on down the line :) :) :) :)
After our brief chat she mentioned the afterparty which was literally right down the street from the venue and next to a strip club i was 99% sure I had been to before. We had to pregame before the party so we lissened to 2 Chainz in the parking lot whilst my sister and cousin turnt up like two freaks in the parking lot. They got he attention of other cars stuck in traffic tryin to leave Thunder so they felt extra ratchet.
We rolled into the afterparty and started to mingle and order drinks, my friend Sydney started making song requests and dancing and we joined in with her. I cant front Sydney got some moves! We danced for a minute then a couple of us wanted to take a smoke break but couldnt find a spot due to all the police. Well Sydney talked her friend into lettin us smoke in her car. Fucking alsome. So this chick jus opens up her car to us and leaves us alone! She didnt know us for shit but was that cool that she let us blow down in the back of her whip, with no tints, no more than 30ft away from cops who were more than likely lookin right at us. Fuck it. Its Thunder.
After smokin up a sweat we hopped out the whip and linked back up with the rest of the clique outside the bar. Minutes later, we see two prostitutes haulin ass from a pimp who brought em to the bar. Funniest shit I ever seen in my life. Them hoes was GONE!!!! Needless to say the pimp was butthurt over this. Fast forward sometime later and we saw the same hoes in front of a fancy hotel, they was gaspin for air and lookin outta shape haha.
We went inside, danced a congo line around my timid ass cousin who actually came the fuck out of his shell that night and it was alsome, saw a burlesque show playin on the projection screen, and witnessed a dude named Miguel dance the shit outta some salsa music, and saw my sister get approached by some hilarious drunk guy before we said our goodbye’s and headed out.
My timid cousin had been texting a local celebrity we follow on twitter and we linked up with her before headin home. She lived a street over so it wasnt far to go and when we got there the comedy started asap. We laughed, talked, told stories and just had a good ass time.
We hugged it out and she walked us back downstairs and we left. We had a fuckin amazing night with so many good memories we had to cap it off with a bad decision: WAFFLE HOUSE. We rolled up and got a table just ass these precious white angels in booty shorts wearin and me nad my cousin saw their tan ass cheeks hangin out. It was a beautiful site.
We mashed our food then went back to my sisters crib and attempted to watch tv but we passed out. The next morning we got up and went to whole foods and got some yummy snacks and came back and watched tv, played cards, and listened to music. We hugged it out before hitten the highway and said our goodbye’s. Fucking epic weekend. I even dressed like an adult for once.