My favorite game I know is pong. Pong takes focus and endurance, I know the rules and play by them. I don't win every game, but I drink. I only know a couple people in Texas and one of them was my partner last night for pong. Robbie aka Tank, has one hell of a shot and can carry a team on his back if needed. Thanks to Robbie we won our games, so as winners we kept playing. One game I don't know if I was seeing things, but I accused a challenger for playing over the table. He was a big guy wearing a skin tight shirt, but he also was playing hands over the table, so I said something. The guy I accused said he wasn't and I was convinced so I replied"go fuck yoself", now I don't mean it in a literal sense, just professionally. He didn't seem to see it that way, instead he just threatened to whoop my ass, so then I won the game to keep him quiet. I shook his hand. I did everything right, I just couldn't finish on the other games, so I had to take a break and mingle with the local kids.
Everybody was really cool just having a good time, telling inside jokes and listening to Sublime. Music is a topic of conversation that naturally came up, the owner of the house is a rapper and so is my best friend. After listening to a couple of his lines, I brought up my buddy Brian"B-Rhymin" and he's on a different level. My friend raps as a kid, but he keeps it real, he only flows to what he knows. Brian keeps making music in California, so all I got is his mixtape and every time I've played it I see heads bob.
The rest of the night was just mingling and seeing what everybody else is about, but in doing so I asked the guy "who-was-going-to-punch-me's" girlfriend if she wanted to bang. She said no, but I got a pretty girls number who promised to be on my pong team. Last night was a good reminder of what a good time is
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