Story time
Ok, here is the first story untill I write down the others and get them here. There is this thing called a mission trip. The youth from my church go and work on the navjo nation for a week. Different groups come so there are usally three groups every week. For our week there was oregon ( who we went with last year) and a new group from alabama. When I heard that I told my buddy graham that alabama chicks are "where it's at" he didn't believe me....at first. So we get there basiclly the same time the alabama folk do. I am walking back and forth unloading the van trying to scope out the situation and I walk by this chick and she flashes me a eastsouthern smile that they only have( you know what I am talking about if you go there)( yeah I know I am already not doing rule one) So I think to myself, "oh man thats the mac". So when I am done unloading I go and find her and start talking to her. As I am talking to her I start busting out the mack. I have as a personal rule never to mack on the fist night, cause if you change your mind its hard to fix. So the next day we find each other and hang out as much as we could. So the week goes on and we hang out and stuff and its cool............. so now for the distruction part. So hanging out with that chick so much made me start to like her. So we talked about stuff afterwards and decided that it wouldn't work out cause we live so far away. I know big deal, but some how that destroyed some part of me, and that's only the beging of the "DESTRUCTION OF CLAY"
So here is the thing that has never happened to me before. A chick asked me if I was going to "spit game" with her. Yeah, most defiantly shocking, anyway here is the story. On the 9th of Jan. 04 My friend and I were talking about "spitting game"-another phrase for mack, and he tells me to spit game with some chick. So I agree and we go to the library to work on a project. During this time I talk to her and mack on her. While this is going on my friend is talking about how I am "spitting game". The class ends and since it is the last one of the day I go home. On monday this chick walks up to me and starts talking to me. Then she asks if I am going to "spit game" with her that day. At that point my jaw just drops and she just laughs and says, "Yeah, I did find out what that means". So I ask her if she wants me to and she says, "Sure why not"....yeah, thats pretty amazing if you ask me, a chick asking you to mack on her.......dang thats crazy stuff right there.
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