Rats & Cheese

Last weekend, I was requested to host a VIP room at DJ Q's Bday Party. The details were as follows:

Date: Saturday, April 11, 2009
Time: 11pm - 3am
Location: America's Pub
Attire: Damn Shame What They Did To That Dog...
What: A hotghettomess!!


Q is my boy - I think he's one of the hottest DJ's in KC. So of course when the opportunity presented itself, I was in...matter of fact, I think plans were made to make an appearance anyway. Now, don't judge me...I had been to the Pub twice this year before this incident...me and my girls had some random nights that just happened to lead us there on two occasions. So, when I arrived last Saturday night, I had an idea of what I was getting into.

Here is a list of the randomness that occurred during the few hours I was there on Saturday:


1. Fashion Disasters
2. Hygiene Disasters
3. BM/BD Drama "...you ain't gon eva see yo daughter again n*@@#!
4. Fight #1 - females of course
5. "I'm going to take this cheese on this table and throw it @ all the hungry rats out there"
6. My best friends blind date trying to holler @ me with all the gold teeth in KC in his mouth!!
7. Fight #2 - females again...this time after one was escorted out she ran back in to re-whoop the girls @ss!!
8. Fight #3 - I didn't see this one...but I heard some weave got tossed around...

It's unfortunate that we can't go out and act like grown folks - and there are so many that are stuck in what they consider the "hood life." Trust me, there's nothing wrong with living in a certain part of the city, but do you have to act a dang fool everytime you go out in public? Everytime you see that chick you can't stand, do you have to talk sh*t about her and bump into her to start some stuff?? You know that shirt didn't fit you last time you wore it out, do you have to wear it again and expose body parts we DON'T want to see? Ladies, get it together...step your game up, turn your swag on, and quit chasing the damn cheese!!

I'm out...