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More often than not I tend to take that L.
This one is: The IceHouse Simpleton
Ok brehs. . Picture it. I just got out of the Navy. Move back to Piffsburgh and was staying with my parents until I got my own place. Started a good job at Sony and everything was
I joined the Navy when I was 20. So when I came back home I knew the city but did not really know the good clubs and bars. So my cousin put me on and she showed me some spots. One of the spots was this lil cool bar. ( It was down the street from the bar where I danced with the midget )
The bar was average at best but there was a cool mix of people there and since leaving the Service I was a shark.
And the women were easy pickings.
After going there a few times I met some kindred spirits. Two dudes who were sharks like me. They hung tough.
One dude looked like Big from Rob and Big.
His partner in crime looked like MC Eiht.
He always kept a hat on and had his lil straggly braids sticking out. After seeing them a few times it became apparent that these dudes were knocking down different ho's all the time from there. I was not doing bad myself
so out of mutual respect I teamed up with them.
And it was beautiful!
Despite being average looking dudes no homo their gift of gab with the ho's was legendary.
I learned alot from those dudes. They were not tricking on these ho's either. Minimal spending. Maybe a few beers or breakfast after smashing. That was it. 
Well. Like I said I learned alot from those dudes and I think I passed the pimping course they set up for me. But like I normally do I failed a class or two along the way. . .
Ok brehs. . Picture it. I just got out of the Navy. Move back to Piffsburgh and was staying with my parents until I got my own place. Started a good job at Sony and everything was

I joined the Navy when I was 20. So when I came back home I knew the city but did not really know the good clubs and bars. So my cousin put me on and she showed me some spots. One of the spots was this lil cool bar. ( It was down the street from the bar where I danced with the midget )
The bar was average at best but there was a cool mix of people there and since leaving the Service I was a shark.
And the women were easy pickings.
After going there a few times I met some kindred spirits. Two dudes who were sharks like me. They hung tough.One dude looked like Big from Rob and Big.
His partner in crime looked like MC Eiht.
He always kept a hat on and had his lil straggly braids sticking out. After seeing them a few times it became apparent that these dudes were knocking down different ho's all the time from there. I was not doing bad myself
so out of mutual respect I teamed up with them.And it was beautiful!
Despite being average looking dudes no homo their gift of gab with the ho's was legendary.
I learned alot from those dudes. They were not tricking on these ho's either. Minimal spending. Maybe a few beers or breakfast after smashing. That was it. 
Well. Like I said I learned alot from those dudes and I think I passed the pimping course they set up for me. But like I normally do I failed a class or two along the way. . .


We had been
off the ho's in this bar for a while. We even branched to different spots. Set up shop and were knocking them down. One day while out on patrol I met this bad chick! She hollered at me
And we started kinda kicking it. I was trying to take things slow but my mind be playing tricks on me. 
Everything that looks good is not good. So keep your wits about you. And have some fun. 
It was winter so the beer was always cold in my trunk. And I was not going to bring it into my parents house. So whenever I got ready to go out to a club or whatever I would go to the trunk. Grab a couple a brews and pregame on the way there.
me and steve bout to hit that up
She was the finest thing I had been with up to that point. She was not clingy, sex was great and she was cool as fukk.
I hit the road. This club was way across town so I had about 4 beers in me when I was getting close. I remember it was snowing bad as hell that night. I was pushing a VW Corrado back then. I love that car. I kept it real clean too. Lowered a bit. Some racing rims. Exhaust. Nothing crazy. Just looked sharp.
I was tripping so hard. So I peeped in all my mirrors
for cops. . Waited until I was on a street with no drivers. . Then grabbed the first bottle and threw that shyt out of my passenger side window hard as fukk! 
FUCCKKKKKK
Trash bags are all on my hood n shyt.
And it is snowing like fukk so snow is getting in the whip thru the broken window!! 
This is nuts. . . At then I get a call from Eiht asking me where I am. I told him . .Breh. I just had a set of circumstances. . I cant make it. He asked where I am. . I was literally right around the corner from the club. . He said hold on. . He pulls up. . He has some thick plastic in his trunk and he tapes it on my window. He told me. . We HAVE to talk to you tonight. Very important breh. We will not keep you long.

I mean really. Ok. . I got a cool chick. Why are they hating? I look at Big and he was shaking his head as if to tell me I tried to warn me. 






grin and it PISSED ME OFF.