you know those mechanical bulls they be putting in night clubs?

i think them shits are so cool.

the first time i saw one, i felt like i had to fuck with it.

i was with a buddy at cadilac ranch, spotted the mechanical bull and said to myself - 'fuck it, ima do it.'

i think he thought i was joking but i wasn't.

so i got in the long ass line.

the line was great because it was alllll women - waiting to ride this bull.

half of them drunk, all of them in a good mood.

so im in line chilling. making friends and small talk.

my buddy comes over and is kinda confused like, 'dawg, you really about to get on this joint?'

im like, yeah - he like 'dog, you know it's for the bitches right?'

i look around, noticed my surroundings - and realized that he's right.

this shit, right now, is for the bitches.

they get on the thing, wind they hips around, fall about, and hope a titty dont pop out.

it's a great show, but i had no business being in it.

so im like, but dog - 'this how the real rodeo is - this how the cowboys practice, why you being like this??'

he like - 'nah man, that's that gay shit.'

...

to this day, i can't tell who was right about it.

i never got on that bull, but i feel like the move wouldn't have been as cool as i thought it was.

should i have gotten on the bull?

when has a friend talked you off the cliff?

did i make a good call?

Poll result (3 votes) you made a weak call. you shoulda hopped your gay ass on that bull and had a blast (3 votes) Vote tough call. i understand not getting on the bull in a club. but if you're ever at a rodeo! (0 votes) Vote ugh. men and their insecurities. I'VE HAD ENOUGH! (0 votes) Vote

Spinning in circles, whipping you hair and all that? Sign up for the wet T-shirt contest?

lol, just fucking with.



Closest I got was I accidentally grabbed some fatback or something from the buffet spot thinking they were chicken fingers. Glad I got clowned hard before I took a bite, because I didn't realize and don't fuck with that shit.

He saved you that day though.
Bars with those things gotta have a punching machine at least.

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“There is no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn.” -Albert Camus

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https://soundcloud.com/swageyph/yph-die-with-me

this story took place in a time where i wasn't brash as i needed to be.

i needed to turn up on these hoes ... at the time.

and he helped me through that.

i've known him all my life, btw.

i knew him when he wasn't calling women, bitches.

i know the reason he does it. and i understand.

First question why were you at Cadillac Ranch, that joint ain't nothin but old heads.
Now Public House & Redstone?! jump!

But back to the post, yes! That's why I keep homegirls around me.
I don't have too many uncool moments but when I do, they're quick to
pull my card. My boys on the other hand will let me make an ass of myself
for the sake of a good story.

I copped a motorcycle jacket last year, thinkin I was ga damn Marlon Brando
or some shit, I rocked that hoe for almost a month straight until my homegirls
help me get my mind right.

your motorcycle jacket reminded me of another story.

i was a freshman at howard, trying to figure out my style.

i knew timberlands were cool, so i had to buy a pair.

i bought a pair and realized my jeans (the cuffs) couldn't fit over top the timbs.

so i cut a vertical slit on the inside seam of the jean pants to make room.

the first day after the cut, another homie of mine seen me on the yard, RAN over to tell me i could NOT wear these jeans again. anad dont ever do that to another pair of jeans.

'ever again.'

i said 'damn, for real?' he's like 'nah, that's not the way to do this'

im like okay cool. never wore those jeans ever again - and understood the value of bootcuts jeans.

looking back. i owe that nigga, too!

but there are times when the story is too damn good to stop a shit show..

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TBH the fact that you're even a mod here fits squarely within Jag's narrative of OK-sanctioned aggression, bullying, and toxicity. *shrug*