just getting caught up
salute
but uhh yea...Re: Houma
man...the things ngas do for some puss
After Katrina, i was out of work getting unemployment. But prior to that, i used to smash this chick in one of my classes who was from houma. I called her Kristy Kreme b/c her puss used to be just foaming wit dat white. Shit looked like icing.
But anyway, we reconnected back through fb (before all the bs it is now, back when you actually had to be in college to use it) and she kept going on and on about how much she missed fucking me
FF, she wanted me to come to Houma. I had never been there before and its about an hr or so from Baton Rouge. So, this is where the niggas aint shit part of the story takes place. I remember they had this huge ass wreck on the interstate that was like backed up for like 45 min to an hr. I should've just turned around once it cleared and took my ass home, but NOOOOOO, all i kept thinking about was that puss.
Finally made it past the accident and drove to Houma. Made it to her house and her sister was there and kept talking about going the library, but bitch wouldnt leave. Finally she took a hint.
Kristy took me back to her room and poured some old as syrup on me or some shit trying to be kinky i guess. Anyway, I plowed her for about a good 45 min, then looked at my watch and said "shit...i gotta head back home to get my lil sister off the bus"
Hopped in my ride, and peaced clean the fuck out.
But yea...Houma is on some borderline duck dynasty looking shit
