We call it Blackout for a reason. In a group situation like this, it's better to keep them lights to a bare minimum. Besides, unlike the parties in NY, LA niggas is very concerned about who-sees-what-and-with-whom, and I respect that shit.
Needless to say, no cell phones allowed inside. Check them at the door or leave them in the car.
Apparently, Los Angeles hasn't busted a good nutt in a long while. I say that because, what was supposed to be a small freak party for a few selected peeps is creeping up in numbers, and we still got a few days to go before Blackout. I'm gonna make sure the vibe stays cool --- but dayum!
"Damn, I need some head real bad."
Six months ago, Red and I flew out of New York and visited Los Angeles for the first time. We went to a freak party and could not believe what the fuck we saw.
Peeps were standing against the wall, strokin' dicks, waiting on something or nothing at all. Lots of lookie-loos. No fuckin. After about 45 minutes of this shit, we bounced.
It's time to change the game.