So my homie came over and asked did I want to go the young adults
service tonight, since he missed church this morning. I agreed since I didn't have much to do and was hoping I would see this fine dude I saw in the morning service (SN.. I think its perfectly fine to think about meeting someone in church, better than the strip club right?..maybe).. so we gets there.. and I just realized I am not a young adult!!!!
Omg, it was like 15-20 y/os
. I felt like someone's mama. Then the preacher starts talking about "who remembers Karl Kani, Girbaud, Kriss Kross, and cross colors?"
I wanted to throw a bottle at his head and tell him he knows damn well none of these kids remember that sh*t but me. smh
And his dumb ass (my friend) had us sitting right in the middle where we would have had to make a bunch of ppl move for us to leave.
Edited by Lite Brite - Nov 04 2012 at 9:49pm