Ever spend the night at a cac's house?
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True story:
Was “friends” with a cac in middle school. For some reason he invited me to spend the night. shyt was awkward out the gate. It was like time stopped when I walked in. They were just examining me.
I forgot what room I slept in, but it wasn’t his room. The next day dude tried to tell me a ****** joke. I felt so lame for even being friends with him and not knowing he was a racist. I stopped him as soon as he asked for permission and wandered off to this other kid’s house I knew in that neighborhood. He was Samoan but adopted by white folks and hated them.
I spent the rest of the time with him doing random shyt and returned to the other dude’s house when it was time for me to be picked up. I didn’t say shyt to that dude ever again. Not even when I went back to his house to be picked up.
The crazy part, he was a member of my church until we both graduated high school, so I’d see him and act like I didn’t know him for years after that.
Was “friends” with a cac in middle school. For some reason he invited me to spend the night. shyt was awkward out the gate. It was like time stopped when I walked in. They were just examining me.
I forgot what room I slept in, but it wasn’t his room. The next day dude tried to tell me a ****** joke. I felt so lame for even being friends with him and not knowing he was a racist. I stopped him as soon as he asked for permission and wandered off to this other kid’s house I knew in that neighborhood. He was Samoan but adopted by white folks and hated them.
I spent the rest of the time with him doing random shyt and returned to the other dude’s house when it was time for me to be picked up. I didn’t say shyt to that dude ever again. Not even when I went back to his house to be picked up.
The crazy part, he was a member of my church until we both graduated high school, so I’d see him and act like I didn’t know him for years after that.
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One time in middle school. House smelled like dog piss and had some flavorless ass meatloaf 
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Spent the night, never slept.
Cacs got a history of doing nocturnal gay shyt and the last thing I need is to have to stab some fukkers cause I woke up with something shoved up my ass for no discernable reason.
Even back when I Pawged and we'd be cuddled up in them cold ass rooms, they'd always be asleep while I'd be laid up wondering how much melanin I lost because of my actions earlier.
Even back when I Pawged and we'd be cuddled up in them cold ass rooms, they'd always be asleep while I'd be laid up wondering how much melanin I lost because of my actions earlier.
RhodyRum
Mark Gassed-A-Heaux
Spent the night, never slept.Cacs got a history of doing nocturnal gay shyt and the last thing I need is to have to stab some fukkers cause I woke up with something shoved up my ass for no discernable reason.
Even back when I Pawged and we'd be cuddled up in them cold ass rooms, they'd always be asleep while I'd be laid up wondering how much melanin I lost because of my actions earlier.
You really sound like you got #MeToo'ed for a job or a some ish... Ol "I did it but didn't want to do it" ass nikka
And that ish is obvious
... What kinda man busts an is up all night with regrets while shorty in deep sleeping like SHE conquered the country 
...Unless you're trying to tell us who was actually doing the conquering...
Ya feel me?
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Creepiest shyt ever. Cacs had pictures of Reagan and bush senior on their walls with dogs watching my every move ready maul me. The cac roommates asking me about politics
they put the Trump pic in the other room cause they didn't wanna make you too uncomfortable
they put the Trump pic in the other room cause they didn't wanna make you too uncomfortable
nah breh this was damn near a decade ago
Neo. The Only. The One.
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It’s called post nut clarity..And that ish is obvious
Unless you're trying to tell us who was actually doing the conquering...
Ya feel me?
Either you are a desperate incel virgin or a
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Black Sinatra
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Never spent the night, but almost one time with a classmate. This like 4th...5th grade, my boy Wesley and I were aspiring artists/comic creators. I find out that he lives nearby, and he invites me to chill and he would ask his mom if I could stay overnight...that was the plan anyway. I get over there and dude living lavish af. His dad is like the owner of a warehouse for bus manufacturing or storage....pretty caked tho. Wes had all the action figures, SEGA, SNES, gameboy, pogs, and baseball cards n shyt. The nikka room looked like the kid rooms from tv, posters of joe Montana on the wall, matching bedding, fluffy pillows...yeah plural, a desk, bean bag chairs n shyt. It was overload for me.
I thought back to my single wide trailer we were living in at the time, with my sliding door entry to a room barely bigger than a closet. My decorating attempts using ripped pages from a couple comics and magazines that I would steal from the local grocery store. I feel small. I shake it off and unzip my bookbag to retrieve my prized possession and what I had thought would impress this muthafukka; a pretty pristine GI Joe Snake Eye figurine....or it might have been the Ultimate Warrior joint with the finger hole in the back....it was a long time ago. Either way, Wes looked at that shyt, pulled a box from under his bed and dumped like the entire cast of every cartoon out on the carpet. I look at him and I couldn't tell "still can't" determine if he was trying to impress me or shyt on me. I look back and see his mom in the doorway looking down at us with a "proud?" look. I felt weird.
I ate the dinner they served.
I played a couple hours of Battle Toads.
I lied about feeling sick.
I got picked up by moms.
I never went back over, but me and Wes stayed cool until I prefered p*ssy over playtime.
I thought back to my single wide trailer we were living in at the time, with my sliding door entry to a room barely bigger than a closet. My decorating attempts using ripped pages from a couple comics and magazines that I would steal from the local grocery store. I feel small. I shake it off and unzip my bookbag to retrieve my prized possession and what I had thought would impress this muthafukka; a pretty pristine GI Joe Snake Eye figurine....or it might have been the Ultimate Warrior joint with the finger hole in the back....it was a long time ago. Either way, Wes looked at that shyt, pulled a box from under his bed and dumped like the entire cast of every cartoon out on the carpet. I look at him and I couldn't tell "still can't" determine if he was trying to impress me or shyt on me. I look back and see his mom in the doorway looking down at us with a "proud?" look. I felt weird.
I ate the dinner they served.
I played a couple hours of Battle Toads.
I lied about feeling sick.
I got picked up by moms.
I never went back over, but me and Wes stayed cool until I prefered p*ssy over playtime.
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Ricky Fontaine
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Once in 4th grade.
This white kid in my class owned a duplex and he and his sister lived on one side, at like the age of 10.
Can't say that I had a bad time. But I saw some wild shyt that had me like
-I don't think I ever saw the parents. Maybe once when they came to door but then I never saw them again
-Once again, this dude had his own damn house at the age of 10
-He had ALL the games breh. ALL OF EM! And every single pokemon! I just stood in shock.
-White people have some weird ass hobbies. Dude had Hess truck collection from the early 90s (lol) and I accidentally broke one when were playing tag. When he found it, he blamed his sister and channeled the energy of a thousands yakubs and vikings and power slapped that bytch into the rug, right there in front of like 5 of his classmates.
White people are something else.
This white kid in my class owned a duplex and he and his sister lived on one side, at like the age of 10.
Can't say that I had a bad time. But I saw some wild shyt that had me like
-I don't think I ever saw the parents. Maybe once when they came to door but then I never saw them again
-Once again, this dude had his own damn house at the age of 10
-He had ALL the games breh. ALL OF EM! And every single pokemon! I just stood in shock.
-White people have some weird ass hobbies. Dude had Hess truck collection from the early 90s (lol) and I accidentally broke one when were playing tag. When he found it, he blamed his sister and channeled the energy of a thousands yakubs and vikings and power slapped that bytch into the rug, right there in front of like 5 of his classmates.
White people are something else.