Mobbin Through ATX

Cute I haven't posted in a goddamn week, this fucking 9-5 shit is killing me. Well not really but I'm usually to tired to hammer out some bullshit. Although in two days I'm going on vacation so I'll get a much needed break from work. I'm going to motherfucking SXSW in Austin Texas. I haven't been to Austin since the summer of 2002 when my Dad had me mob out there to help him work on this house he owns in Bryan, Texas. On the way there I made a pit stop in Austin and saw some homies from when I was attending the University Of Texas. It was the 4th of July and I drank some beers and told some people I'd fuck them in the ass just to see them cry. It was very charming.

I like drinking in Austin because all kinds of fun shit happens there. When I was in school there I use to have some thing about drinking a lot of beer and then standing on top of a keg and yelling. I'd yell all kinds of belligerent bullshit at people. Sometimes some other drunks would rally behind me and yell along with me. Usually people didn't seem to be to bothered by my antics although there was this one time at some fucking business faternity party at this park complex. It was like some fucking park club house they reserved and had kegs of bud light and those yellow construction coolers full of kool-aid and everclear. I started boozing pretty early and then climbed on top of some kegs and started screaming at people. Some whitehat ambercrombie motherfucker thought it was cute and wanted me to yell bullshit like "GO UT!" Now I'm not a goddamn cheerleader so I opted to yell "FUCK YOU BITCH!" His friends thought it was funny and dude kind of chuckled it off but then I started yelling more profanities at him, such as "you fucking suck bitch" or "FUCK UT!" It may shock you but surprisingly fratboys don't take to kindly to this shit and want to start some shit. Fortunately my friends who weren't totally jacked noticed that the bro's were getting riled up so they decided it was time to get me off the kegs and remove me from the party.

So yeah come Wednesday I'm returning to the oh so liberal land of Texas for a week of rap music. There are like 1000 fucking bands there but I don't give a fuck about that singing shit I'm there for rap and rap only. My boy Matt is throwing down some cute ass showcases bringing out most of the Houston boys to wreck shit. I'm fucking pumped to see Bun B kill it. I've never seen UGK perform ever so it's like I'm 14 years old again getting all excited. Shit just peep the line up Matt's hooking up for the week.



Shit is going to be dope as fuck. It will be nice to see some friends I haven't seen in a few years. I need to get me some Texas BBQ, this fucking bay area shit ain't fucking cutting it. Brother-In-Laws is cute shit but it can't fuck with Texas. Texas doesn't come at you with some runny ass sauce that looks like water, Tapatio, and ketchup mixed together.

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