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August 6, 2005
My Bassck Was Lost, Ye! Seek and..
+10, “TREE” —> the tall fellaguy I been hittin’ up afterhours and such, finally gave me his name, or handle, shall we say. Think it was motivated by fact that S came in store as I’m buying my glass after the cop. Tree hooked me up right there in at the counter. I tell S I’m good, and where was he the other night he was s’posed to show on Sterlin’, me sittin’ on the rectory steps like a poor orphan andy all night. I was cutting him off despite his owning me 2. not worth it. and you gotta push back, show ‘em once in a here ‘n’ ther-ile. ..etsofarth.. He said he had babygirl problems (he do have a little girl to be responsible for.) Merjensee. But I say he didn’t call. I think with S all worried and scramblin’ like a Denny’s breakfast steal over a Big Boy Western Omelet, he realized I was comin’ around more often and shunting myself off to this nigahboy and that phone subscriber and who knows who else so he makes arrangements with the habibabber crew (Allah bless ‘em, they’re good boys, checkin win ith heach oter if it’stear first time with me, to see that it’s cool ‘n’ kosh to sell me suppleyes byes.) Tree scribs on a waxy box top, “Yo, take my number I’m tired of walkin; up the street looking for yo ass.” And did I mention a few days back he let me cook up quickly in the whee! howers in that entrystare well he mans scanning bent over out the little winder? He threw me one that daynighteve too. ‘Course I asked what he’d do for a hund.
Posted by peligrito at August 6, 2005 12:12 PM
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