General Mills
More often than not I tend to take that L.
Well let me tell you. .That shyt is damn near impossible.
Peep it.
I was back in Piffsburgh. Decided to hit this bar somebody told me about. I had always seen it but never actually went in there. It was during the day. . My plan was to go in during the day. Get a drink or two and if it looked like it had potential I may come back at night sometime.
So as I am walking in my lil bro hits me up on the celly.
Talkinbout he is bored and wants to go out. I walk in the bar politicking on the phone talkinbout " well i am in this new spot. . I will let you know how it is. . if its fly we will hit it up tonight. " 
I walk in. Standard Piffsburgh bar setup. Big U-Shaped bar and counter. In the back is a lil dance floor. This is like 4 in the afternoon so there was only a few people in the place.
I sit down still on the phone. . When next to me a lil blonde thing sits down.
I seen her out the corner of my eye but did not really look over. I order a drink and am sipping and talking. . After about 10 minutes I get a tap on my shoulder. Lil honey dip asked if I want to dance. .
I was so smooth brehs. You would have been proud. I tell "shorty" without even still really looking fully at her. .
" Sure thing mami. I got you on the next song." She was like. " Ok daddy that sounds great."
My brother is on the line and he hears it and is
Say word?? Its like that?? I tell him yeah breh. 
Now I decide to take a 
peek at ol girl. . When I turn my head to the right to sneak a look she happened to be turning to her right also talking to a girl on the other side of her. So all I saw was a petite frame and some luxurious blonde hair. 
I aint even worried.
I wrap it up on the phone with my brother. Say some G shyt. Then the next song hits.
Juvenile. . Back that ass up. In my mind I am thinking this is so appropriate. I am going to have her ass doing cartwheels on the dance floor. I get up off of my bar stool. Look over at my dance partner. . And she is climbing down the bar stool like it is a ladder. . ..
Peep it.
I was back in Piffsburgh. Decided to hit this bar somebody told me about. I had always seen it but never actually went in there. It was during the day. . My plan was to go in during the day. Get a drink or two and if it looked like it had potential I may come back at night sometime.
So as I am walking in my lil bro hits me up on the celly.
I walk in. Standard Piffsburgh bar setup. Big U-Shaped bar and counter. In the back is a lil dance floor. This is like 4 in the afternoon so there was only a few people in the place.
I sit down still on the phone. . When next to me a lil blonde thing sits down.
I seen her out the corner of my eye but did not really look over. I order a drink and am sipping and talking. . After about 10 minutes I get a tap on my shoulder. Lil honey dip asked if I want to dance. . I was so smooth brehs. You would have been proud. I tell "shorty" without even still really looking fully at her. .
" Sure thing mami. I got you on the next song." She was like. " Ok daddy that sounds great."My brother is on the line and he hears it and is
Say word?? Its like that?? I tell him yeah breh. Now I decide to take a peek at ol girl. . When I turn my head to the right to sneak a look she happened to be turning to her right also talking to a girl on the other side of her. So all I saw was a petite frame and some luxurious blonde hair. I aint even worried.
I wrap it up on the phone with my brother. Say some G shyt. Then the next song hits. Juvenile. . Back that ass up. In my mind I am thinking this is so appropriate. I am going to have her ass doing cartwheels on the dance floor. I get up off of my bar stool. Look over at my dance partner. . And she is climbing down the bar stool like it is a ladder. . ..
She slid down the last rung of the bar stool like it was the fire pole in Ghostbusters. 
She is looking at me 
The she grabs my hand with her lil paw and pulls me to the dance floor talkinbout this his her jam. . 
Of course since its the afternoon there was nobody on the dance floor but us. . . 
I did not know what to do. . There was nothing to grab on to. She was ankle high. And then she started spinning 
and then flipped that into a funky version of the Stanky Leg. She was killing it. . I am trying to keep up but she is so low to the ground!
Thicker than a Snicker.
But I was so shocked by what was going on I could not process this situation. .
