This weekend is testament to my status of Dade County Legend. Everyone who has had the pleasure of knowing me has always said "Josh with you its never a dull night. Keeping things just short of an arrest and possible death but we maintain the turn up none the less. A series of odd events led to my understanding of what my position and purpose is when it comes to Civilized Savagery.
I got off work on Friday and took a quick power nap before heading out to see an old friend and LYM family member. Catching up over some drinks at a bar by the name of Tarpon Bend we had picked up exactly where we left off like no time had passed. We discussed life and future plans while reminiscing on the good old days. After a few drinks I came to the realization we might have been slightly turn because "the looks" began. We were being watched by random groups of people why they watched us I'm not sure we weren't being disruptive but we were definitely of a different caliber than the usual's. So as always when we feel watched we put on a show. Floating through the crowd making friends and helping loosen the crowd. within moments conversations went south and the environment had changed. We took them from courtroom behavior to true "Jungle Jamdown" status. They went from classy to trashy within the blink of an eye. I made a few friends of the part girl kind and then proceeded to build the false confidence of my crowd. When the Caucasian women began to twerk and some snobs said that me and my brothers drink of choice was so hood I knew it was time to fly the coop. So I left and made my way to the parking garage. Of course it wouldn't be a complete night without being called by random street walkers who had previously met me in the bar I had just left. I eventually made it home only to rise the next day and do it all again.
I began the day at the beach with some old friends...
I got off work on Friday and took a quick power nap before heading out to see an old friend and LYM family member. Catching up over some drinks at a bar by the name of Tarpon Bend we had picked up exactly where we left off like no time had passed. We discussed life and future plans while reminiscing on the good old days. After a few drinks I came to the realization we might have been slightly turn because "the looks" began. We were being watched by random groups of people why they watched us I'm not sure we weren't being disruptive but we were definitely of a different caliber than the usual's. So as always when we feel watched we put on a show. Floating through the crowd making friends and helping loosen the crowd. within moments conversations went south and the environment had changed. We took them from courtroom behavior to true "Jungle Jamdown" status. They went from classy to trashy within the blink of an eye. I made a few friends of the part girl kind and then proceeded to build the false confidence of my crowd. When the Caucasian women began to twerk and some snobs said that me and my brothers drink of choice was so hood I knew it was time to fly the coop. So I left and made my way to the parking garage. Of course it wouldn't be a complete night without being called by random street walkers who had previously met me in the bar I had just left. I eventually made it home only to rise the next day and do it all again.
I began the day at the beach with some old friends...
SQUADLIFE
Greetings From Miami Beach!
See You Soon!
New Venture LYMxValet
to be continued...
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