Blow...
Me. Just kidding. But on a serious note, yea blow me.
So saturday Cakes and I we're set to go see this band called Ours out at the Showplace theatre. We left my house around 645 and hit the road. Aside from the monsoon, the drive was fine. Located the venu with ease. Its a small little s-hole down on the border of Buffalo and Tonowanda. Cakes calls up baby bandit who was also going to the show to see if he was there yet. Thats when we learned some distressing news. The show had been re-scheduled to the 19th of August. Great. Just drove 45 min to the ghetto for nothing. So we leave. On the way back we see something that makes the whole trip worth while.
Im on military road headed back to the 290. On my right I see this guy standing on a porch, just wearing shorts, no shirt. Hes leaning on a wooden railing and his upper body is moving rapidly up n down and side to side. Naturally this looks funny so I start laughing. It is then that Cakes makes a startling observation. This guy is doing a line of coke off the railing. In broad daylight, on a busy road. Only a scum from Tonowanda could be capable of such an act.
