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| I was tagged by A4H who was tagged by Her Royal Highness...and here are the rules:
TRUTH: The person who chose you gets to ask you 5 questions, which you must answer in your blog... you then get to choose 5 people on your friends list to pose your own Truth or Dare to.DARE: The Dare must be acted out in the internet in some form.The person can either post a picture showing they have completed the dare, post a youtube video, OR they can complete the dare on someone else's public page or blog.For instance, if you dare somebody to go in somebody else's blog and tell them some ole fuckery...(without revealing the dare)... that person's blog must be PUBLIC.PUNKS can choose truth OR dare!REAL folks with big balls do BOTH!If ya'll know A4H, then ya'll know he's got a very twisted mind.So, "No, I'm not going to buy a ticket to where you live, fuck you (so you can quit your job, pack all your shit and move to Jersey to be with me knowing fully well I'm in a relationship with a man I adore.I just wouldn't do that to you sweetie), and then not tell anyone about it because a secret dare is a secret dare."I'll just answer the questions honestly.I know most of ya'll turn your noses up at my honesty...but ahh well, it is what it is..1.whats the most money u have spent in one day on the internet & what was it u bought?dont matter who's money it was u spent,lolI bought my 42'inch flat screen television and my laptop online on the same day from the same website.I forget the exact price - but it was somewhere close to or about $2,000.00.2.whats your most regretable drunken experience ?(the most regrettable I rather not reveal...personal reasons...but I will reveal one that still boggles me)Damn, you may not believe it, but there were tons of drunken nights among October 17, 1999 - January 1, 2003.I swear I was likely drunk every damn day.The night of my 19th birthday, my younger cousin Erica started the night with tall boys of Heinekens (22oz).So for about six months all I drank was Hennessy and Heinekens before I elevated to Remy Red.But before then I got creative and I started mixing the Hennessy with the Heinekens; we called it Hennykens.I wasn't even 21 yet and I would sit in the old people's bars on Ladies Night and drink with the best of them.Miss Sarah, the bartender, made the best damn Whiskey Sours ever...The night I believe is my 2nd most regrettable that I don't remember/kinda remember most happened in April 2001.The first guy I ever had sex with started fucking my cousin Leslie's best friend and Leslie was trying to make me feel better about the situation.This big-wombat-looking-ass bitch -he was fucking- who barely washed her ass, according to her roommates, was tall as shit with a fucked up shape...but whatever...I'm over that now. |
| This big-wombat-looking-ass bitch -he was fucking- who barely washed her ass, according to her roommates, was tall as shit with a fucked up shape...but whatever...I'm over that now.Leslie and I went to the "Camelot" -this little hole-in-the-wall bar in Spring Valley, NY- at like 2:00PM.She bought the first two rounds and Allen Thompson, the mayor of the town, bought the next two rounds.Yes the mayor was up in there too . Not long after I had amassed 7 or 8 shot glasses (free drinks).Most of the old men were buying me drinks and giving me money to feed the jukebox.OH I was up in there playing, Otis Redding's "Pain in My Heart," "I've Been Loving You Too Long" and "Lover's Prayer."I was singing my damn heart out.I even had the Tyrone Davis, "If I Could Turn Back The Hands of Time" on repeat.Around 11:30PM, after about 12 or 13 whiskey sours and some chicken wings, Miss Sarah cut me off.Told me when I came back the next time, she'd remember the bar owed me 5 drinks.I guess she figured I had enough because I started dropping the drinks all over the bar.I remember those glasses just slipping through my damn hands . I was lit.Ossified (old school word for being really drunk).Leslie was so guilt stricken; I had her get me just one more drink.That is the one that took me over the top and I don't remember shit else after that.According to Leslie: This guy bought me some flowers and tried to take me home and I was game for the shit...but she didn't let me go.After she drug my ass out the bar, I knocked her eye contact out (which I still haven't replaced), she drove me and REMY RED (my 2001 Pontiac Grand AM GT2) home and she didn't have a license at the time.She said she stopped at a red light on Route 59 and I opened the door and started heaving up my guts.Then I ran to a pay phone -because my cell was dead- and tried to call THAT GUY.He didn't pick up so I cursed him out on the voicemail.But before it was all said and done - I pissed on myself and ruined my satin pink Prada wedges as well as my favorite RL jeans.When I woke up the next morning, I was still in my pissy jeans and wedges...it took two days for me to get my balance right again!!3.whats your biggest fear ?I'm afraid of being afraid. |
| whats your biggest fear ?I'm afraid of being afraid.Yet, I fear everything but death.The only thing I'm not afraid of is dying, but I don't want to die young.I figure it like this....anyone who can perform the miracles God performs, I want to meet him.Cause you and I both know I'm not going to hell.I'm afraid to answer this question in the real truth.4.when is the last time u had a nightmare & what was it about?I don't have dreams.My soul must be in ruins because everything I see in my dreams has demonic representations (www.dreammoods.com).Usually I dream of blood, ashes, broken or detached limbs, and oversized animals.(Huge Sigh).However, every year when my mom attends her tribes Pow Wow, she always brings me back a dream catcher that the Chief of her tribe has blessed.It helps for about six months, but then I guess it gets filled up with my .... demons.5.name 3 living people that u would like 2 meet, why those 3 & what would u want 2 talk 2 them about ?Maya Angelou: Is there even really a question why?!?!Have you ever read her work?I just wanna know...it all.I have so many damn questions.Oh I could sit and talk to her for hours.I relate to her; it was because of her book I realized exactly why the caged bird sings and how strong the heart of a woman really is.Monica Lewinsky: The world may have forgotten about her, but I always wonder what was going on with her emotional state and what she was going through during the time her life was being scrutinized.His Father: So many questions....so many requests...so much...I Tag:SynCashawnJayspaceTiaBrad(I'll send your questions and dares by tomorrow) |
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Last Updated ( Thursday, 17 July 2008 )
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