Monday, July 7, 2008

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard...{{{true story}}}

After a Friday night of dancing, chilling with my girl, and several 'hollas' from my male counterparts, I was really feeling myself. Deciding we were having too much fun to end the night, my girl and I decided to hit up Denny's.

If you could have seen me walking from my car to the Denny's entrance (why was I strutting to go into DENNY'S of all places…I'm telling you I was really feeling myself) you would have thought I was about to go in to meet up with my husband I hadn't seen in six months.

"Hey Boo", I hear in the distance. Usually I don't respond to such callings, but I was looking RIGHT and was so deserving of the attention.

"What's your name?" this young boy yells in my direction. Hmmm, should I waste my time on this kid or should I humor him. Well it is late and it would be fun…

"Lorraine" I replied in my most sultry voice (I always give an alias if I'm not really interested).

Don't walk to fast; yet not too slow. Walk it out Tammi, walk – it – out…

"Where are you going, ma?" he yells, as I'm walking across the parking lot.

"Same place you're going, bout to get me a milkshake" I reply over my shoulder.

Cause mmmyyyyy milkshake brings all the boys to the yard and that's right its betta than your…That's fresh Tammi; just don't trip while trying to cross this street…and switch those hips, show him whatcha working wit…

"Why are you answering for her?" the boy looks at me with confusion as he points to my girl…

As I pick my face and my ego off the floor, I walk into Denny's and ate a BIG SLICE of pie…

2 comments:

Slav said...

stories. i like those.

peep this one:

http://slavismyname.wordpress.com/2008/12/29/a-model-tale/

Sage.Phenix said...

Interesting!!!! I'm digging that.