Halloween Havoc (Fini)

Sunday...Early in the morning Brian got up early to wash homegirl's car I blew chunks on. By the time he got back, Todd's friends were heading out and Todd, Brian and I had a conversation about Brian's romantic interlude the night before.

Todd: Did you guys hook-up?
Brian: I mean...we made out
Todd: You didn't go all the way?
Brian: Dude...her snatch smelled AWFUL
Todd: I should've told you man...she's burned a couple guys back home
Brian and George: WHAT?
Todd: My fault man...glad you didn't do anything

We spent most of the day recovering until Sunday night when it was going down again. Now I had heard about what happens in Greenville on Halloween so I was siced about what I was about to experience. I wasn't going to drink because it was Sunday night and I did have class the next day, but I was going to get stupid. Now where in the room laughing, having fun-just getting ready for what's about to go down and I get the worst possible call from the worst possible person at that moment.

My mother apparently knew what happens in Greenville on Halloween or that motherly instinct kicked in. Whichever one it was, I did NOT want a lecture on acting like I had some sense. I got it though. My homeboy came down from Belk hall and was in the room with me and she says look:
"Them white boys can do shit and get away with it...but I keep telling you boy you in North Carolina, I grew up there...that ain't DC...you do what them white boys do and both of yall black asses are going to jail. Lil' George I'm telling you...if I gotta bail you out you gon' wanna stay in there." I found a way off the phone and we headed out.

Not before I made the worst last minute pirate costume ever. People in my dorm with their costumes inspired me, but I should've remembered that they were white and that had really planned this out. They didn't decide at 8:30 pm night-of that they were gonna wear a costume.

Greenville closes down the streets downtown during Halloween and it looks like Mardi Gras. People in the street...people hanging out of windows...it was CRAZY. We get down there and hear the chant of "SHOW YOUR JUGGS SHOW YOUR JUGGS." That's exactly what happened all night long. Breasts everywhere. I don't even think all these girls had drank but they were let us see the Tatas. Cops just letting it go. Some girls just walking up on you and kissing you. One girl just walked up on my homie and stroked him. It was crazy and it capped one of the most memorable weekends of my life.

If my mother only knew-she would've called me on Friday.