The After Party

Alright Schiv. I let you have a few hours of face time. Back to the story...

When we last left Slic', he and two beautiful ladies and their friend were piling into a taxi and heading out for night in Hotlanta.

Wow! That about sums up Saturday night. I'll be honest, I don't remember everything. That's usually McCarthy's job but I will take you through the events I do remember. Once we left the wedding reception we headed down to East Andrews because a) it's awesome and b) they are pretty lenient on fake ID's. I had $250 cash in my wallet with the intent on not breaking out the Suntrust Gold Card that evening. Everything was going according to plan until about 5 minutes after we got there. Some guy that the other wedding date knew I think wanted to buy us shots. Feeling like he was trying to show Slic' up, the Gold Card came out right away. I don't know what the tab ended up being but I'm sure I have the receipt somewhere. I'd probably rather not know. It was a typical Slic' evening. There was struttin', wooooooin', fine clothes, fine women, shots, and a fight almost broke out which I instigated and provoked. I'm not sure what I said to upset the guy but let's just say whatever it was it was enough to get 5 of his buddies to hold him back. Meanwhile nobody was holding Slic' back. The only thing I was holding back was my right hand as I stood ready to deliver an earth shattering knife-edge chop that would have not only ruined that guy's night but probably his entire life. I can't remember the guy's name but I think it started with a K. It's not really important because he's not really important. Nothing happened but I definitely think it added to an already electric atmosphere. You could just tell it was one of those nights. East Andrews was the place to be in Atlanta, GA. Saturday night and Slic' was callin' the shots.

One of the more entertaining highlights of the evening involved 2 school teachers who I think were in there mid to late 30s. Apparently they thought Slic Ric was some kind of fine and decided to damn near strip me down to my boxers right there in the bar in front of everyone. I think there are some scandalous pictures floating around that may surface at some point this week. I heard one of them was not only married but married to a KA. That's okay. It didn't stop her and it didn't stop me. In fact, it paved the way for a rather interesting exchange. The "Boss" Bruce Springsteen line I dropped last weekend in Athens was pretty damn impressive if I do say so myself but last night produced some memorable lines as well.

Memorable Exchange #1 (paraphrasing what she said):
School Teacher- That's a great looking suit you have on... yeah I'm married to a KA (not sure how that came up but the fact that we got that far is pretty good).

Slic'- I'll tell you what sweetheart, because you're married to a KA I can tell you've been deprived and starved for the sight of a real man. In about 4 hours (this was around midnight) I'm gonna slide out of all this magnificence and show you what a real man, your World Champion, looks like. Can you go 60 minutes with the Champ? Woooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!

Not really sure what her response was but I think the whole stripping thing was taking place about this time. This actually could have been what nearly started the altercation I discussed a little earlier on but I'm not sure. Of course it could have been this other gem I dropped a little later on in the evening while being mobbed by these 2 older ladies. I didn't need them to say anything to unleash this one. This just came natural.

Quote of the Evening
Slic'- Vanna White's got nothing on you two girls but I'll tell you what. I'll let both of ya spin this wheel of fortune, woooooooooooooooooooo, any time!!!!!!!!!!!


I know what you're thinking. How does he do it? Truth be told I don't know. Some people just have the gift of gab.

The pocket square experiment proved to only last an evening and didn't even make it through the evening. I can't say that I'm surprised. If it is not attached there's always a chance it might not make it through the night. I believe one of the teachers took the red pocket square as a keepsake and memento from her night on the town with Slic'. I'm just glad I picked up a couple more fans and touched a couple more lives.

I don't remember much about the taxi ride back to the hotel.

Now when I tell you hangin' with Slic' is an "all night ride" I'm not just flapping my gums. I talk the talk and walk the walk. It ain't bragging if you can back it up. Just ask Baby Doll. By the time we went to sleep it was already daylight outside. And I know you all have your minds in the gutter so get 'em out. It was nothing more than hours of interesting pillow talk.

As far as the consequences of my actions last night go, I lost my phone again. I had it in my coat pocket and it could have fallen out while I was being undressed. It also could have fallen out when I decided to take my jacket off after feeling the situation with the pissed off guy was about to escalate into a full-blown altercation. Bottom line, that makes 3 phones in 3 months. Not exactly a great track record. To make matters worse, Asurion revoked my cell phone insurance so I can't just file a claim on-line and have a new phone delivered tomorrow. That really blows so now I have to get a brand new phone and I'm not eligible for any kind of replacement insurance until 2010. I don't see this as anything more than a minor setback. I'll stop by Verizon and pick up another phone tomorrow after work. To quote my female blogger nominee (who may just win the contest by default whether you like it or not unless somebody else steps up to the plate), such is "the price of popularity."

Obviously we still have over half the year to go but I think last night is a very strong candidate for one of my top 5 nights of 2009. I have to thank my Bama beauties, Emily and Jennie, for extending me the invitation and providing Slic' with such a nice hotel room. I told you, the Golden Stallion never disappoints!

The next stop on Slic's Reunion Tour, and boy will it ever be a reunion, is Tybee Island, GA for the 2009 Beach Bum Parade. Hope to see everybody there. Wooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Update: I have a phone again. I was thinking about starting a Facebook group entitled "East Andrews Stole My Phone: Need Numbers" but I decided against it.