you know when you do something or smell something or you see something and some long forgotten memory is unlocked?

-I just remembered the time in my early 20s when i was with a group of friends, about 10 of us, we were all smoking trees and getting TRON 9000 at a friends house in the living room.

after several rotations, suddenly, one of the cats, a fat white frat looking dude in a group of mixed company just gets up and says "I'm feeling it!" and starts doing yoga in front of all of us. Like, full on downward dog to planks and pigeon pose.

At first we were like "ah ha ha, man, you silly, stop playing" but then he kept going! eventually we just had to ignore that shit and we focused on the family guy reruns that were playing. like, it was not unlike ignoring your cat when it goes to town cleaning itself in front of you

after that dude was kinda kicked off the squad. nothing dramatic or official, we just stopped inviting him to shit. he had some other strange habits but that was the end.




what strange behavior have you observed or done while fucked up?

video.

dude would piss literally anywhere, throw up in strange places, hump girls' legs (not figuratively) and also wind up sleeping outside naked/in underwear. he was literally like an animal. he also resembled a squirrel. he was about 5'3" and rode around on a longboard with a bag of drugs. we had many nicknames for him but my favorite was "short shady." good kid, got his shit together later at least. in the meantime, he was lucky to have some big ass friends.

We were on tour and stopped somewhere in SC and stayed with this girl (strangers just let you stay at their house if you're on tour with 4 white boys) and I couldn't find this cat in the mornin. He had wandered off tore up in the wee hours and came back and went to sleep on the porch in knickers. We lafft for years.

I usually want to go on a field trip to the Lake, the ocean or a nice park or do some yoga if I'm still partying from the night b4 when the sun rises. I can't just sit around and take __ anymore by that point. I need some kind of refresh. Or a reset. A venue change, at least.

we bought a case of 40's (straight pimp shit) and we had small plastic cups and the rule was your cup could never be empty... so we crushed a case in 2 hours. when niggas left after playing tonk my roommate was so mad he lost money he threw every 40 bottle at dudes from the 3rd floor.

Same roommate stumbled in one night with his pants around his legs.. looked at me sitting on the couch and said "damn, you are always here"

I'm thinking WTF I live here.. then a fat ass bald headed prostitute walked in behind him and I understood why he was so mad. They proceeded to argue over the price for an hour.

nigga WTF are you doing???