To this day I can never drink orange kooaide. The sight, smell even the package make be Nausea.

When I was about 6-7,my cousin had a sleepover for his bday . Their were about 15 cousins there just packed in. At this age I had the habit of taking anybody’s koolaide if you weren’t watching it and I was drinking that shyt
evrybody in the living room on pallets, southern folks know what I mean . Everybody hot because for some reason his mama got if burning up in the house, straight blazing
evrybody sleep I wake up like the undertaker
thirsty as fukk, throat burning from his mammas dry ass heat.
I look on the counter and i see a half drunk cup of orange koolaide, so I head smooth to it, I’m about to turn it up when I kinda see something brown in it but I’m stlll sleepy and take it to the head

I knew immediately something was horribly wrong , I felt something in my mouth and it slid down my throat quickly . I panicked



spit that shyt out and in the sink was a big as brown roach
By now I’m screaming and crying throwing up, my aunt run she’s worried and horrified when she find out, but uncle trying to hide the
all my cousins hitting the









The shyt was a mess.
That’s been close to 30 years and I haven’t drunk a single cup of kooaide since , especially orange kooaide