QuarterCenturyLegend
Stoopid Life
I'm a Midwest nikka, so I grew up in the bowling alley. My first 300 was when I was ten
I ran up & down the bowling alley happy as shyt
My dad was bowling league that Thursday morning & he was like WTF
. Then I get a little older & go to Nationals. Back to Back!
But my best story comes from the first Nationals tournament. We're in Detroit... I know how to drive, but
So it's, Cleveland, DC, LA, & Rhode Island
The Rhode Island folk all white. I end up driving to get some bud geekin' because I'm the only one who knows his way around Detroit. We naturally were cool with the Rhode Island guys because they drink as much as us, & were as good us
So, they're in the car with me, I'm fifteen driving... MUSIC UP LOUD AS fukk! The one teammate from Rhode Island is deaf. He feels the vibrations & totally
in the backseat.
I got the bud, went to take a piss in the middle of the street. .. Apparently, the bud was in my lap the entire time... Everybody from Cleveland like, "Oh, this nikka just pulled a fast one
Nope. I was just drunk. And then got even more geeked after my foolishness. About twenty mins after we're back in the hotel, the fire alarm rings just for Michael Jordan to get in his room
& his fukking Bentley right in front of the hotel
& Larenz Tate short ass in the bar like 

(Pistons were in the playoffs)




But my best story comes from the first Nationals tournament. We're in Detroit... I know how to drive, but











(Pistons were in the playoffs)