Man we started drinking too early dat night, err, ugh, should I say that afternoon. What, we started during the LSU Arkansas game, and then reloaded before we went to the Battle Of The Bands, before GSUpe's (then girlfriend) told us we weren't cute, but we dressed nice (still get a kick out of that one), then hit big momma up for some of her pizza at the BOTB, almost got into a fight for holding seats for Robber, and RAWRAY, cuz they wanted to go eat before coming to the BOTB, went back to the hotel room after the BOTB to reload on the spirits, and got to Pat O's toe down, and refilled on those hurricane's.....Man, I still don't know how we even got up to go to the game on Saturday....there wasn't enough Gatorade in New Orleans to rehydrate us.
At the game had to be the quietest time either of us have ever been in our lives, especially while hanging together. No schit talk, no gloating, just hoping the game would hurry up, and end so we could go back and get some sleep.LOL
BG's house was a blur, and then to top it off with ms sonic 96 coming by the room, passing out, and getting her snore on....LOL.....nah dat schit was funny, cuz one minute she was sitting in that chair cursing her arse off, and then the next second she was snoring to no end. What's up NeNe? ha ha ha ha