the zero escapades: the memphis edition

Hey, everybody... hope your weekend went well. Mine was, to say the least, interesting. I went down to
Right before Sam and I are headed for the highway, she tells me she has to run a quick errand and then we can hit the road. Turns out, the only thing that got hit was her Ford Explorer. How the hell do you get into an accident right before you leave the parking lot? Is it bad that I was praying that her vehicle would be drivable enough for us to make it there?
We decided to meet up with a frat brother of his, Jungle Love and his brother, Smooth Operator. Jungle Love was running late (as usual) and Zero and I plop down in some seats to wait. Once we sit down, Zero buys us a round of drinks for the two of us... and I am left at the seats to stare at the surroundings. While doing us, a clearly inebriated young lady begins speaking to me... to be honest; I have no idea what she was saying. She spent ten minutes mumbling something to me about Mandingos and loosening her up until her date, who was buying her drinks, returned. Needless to say, he was pretty pissed off but, hey, it wasn't my fault... I was just sitting there, minding my own business.
At this time, I'm under the table, trying to pick up the remainder of my face. Fortunately, I rebound from the situation as I continue to talk to the friend/co-worker/associate as well as the rest of the group. I’m having a good time… and somehow, the pleasant conversation we all were having made a very dark turn for the worst… don’t you hate when that happens?!!! We delve into a somewhat heated discussion on what men and women look for in relationships… needless to say, I didn’t get the friend/co-worker/associate’s number after that exchange.
Saturday
Arriving first, Zero and I see that there is limited parking in the area. We find a spot for ourselves and then we see one for the ladies. Zero and I, always being (ghetto) gentlemen, go stand in a spot so that the ladies can park. Out of nowhere, a prick in a sports car zooms up, trying to steal the spot that we are so diligently standing in. Zero and I form our patented "I Wish You Would Do Sumthin" scowls and dare him to hit us. Really, Zero did the daring; I wasn't the most amenable to that thought; being the closest to the vehicle. Frustrated, he threatens us and swerves off... great, because I would've had to bust him up... After the debacle, we all walk in and sit down. About 10 minutes later, the ownership decides to charge us a cover charge of $10. Come to find out, the two girls have no money (yeah, right)… Smooth and Jungle are broke, I only have my credit card and Zero has 10 bucks…. the ownership upon hearing our dilemma offers the fact that it is $7 with a college ID… we still don’t have enough and decide to leave… as we are getting up, the ownership says we’ll let everyone for the low, low price of$5 per person… We dip. [Lesson: Never try to hustle a hustler. Game recognizes game, homie...]
Unfortunately, we don't have anything to do now so we end up going back to the crib, while the rest of the group ends up over Smooth's house.
About an hour and a half later (around 2:45 AM), Zero receives a call from Jungle, discussing the night's details. Jungle and
Sunday
When we finally hit the road, she tells me she needs to stop in
By the way, can ANYONE tell me why did Cali let him sleep for an hour? I just can't call it... I'm out.
- Jorge