i’m sure those who read my twitter saw me complaining every second.
i personally gave no fucks.
i’m definitely a city kid and I’m not use to “roughing it”.
the drive there was close to 8 hours,
which i ended up driving half the way.
i actually missed driving once i got behind the wheel.
i whipped the fuck out karaoke’s car.
i had to remember i had an expired license and wasn’t gonna spend it in jail.
when we got in alabama,
it was COLD AS HELL!!!!!
like back in ny cold.
imagine coming from wearing shorts to 35 degree weather?????
the trailer home was located deep in the woods somewhere.
i mean DEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPP.
the road had no lights and was on a dirt “horror movie” kind of road.
i was waiting to hear “kill, kill, kill… die, die, die…” echo out of nowhere.
when we arrived,
i greeted karaoke’s mother,
who i haven’t seen in a long time.
at first she didn’t know who i was,
but when she saw me,
she instantly remembered.
when i got in the crib,
the thanksgiving food was already cooking.
she gave me a sample of the best turkey necks i tasted in a while.
the meat was literally fallin off the bone.
3 other of karaoke’s relatives showed up to stay for thanksgiving.
it was humans every damn where.
you get the drift.
to make matters worse there was no wifi,
nothing on tv,
and a child who was loud and wild as fuck.
plus i get getting emails from f-bi about things to update.
yeah i was tite.
this was the view of the front and back yard:
there was no other sign of civilization for miles.
well besides some deer that ran me back in the house.
thanksgiving was great and the food was even better.
and other goodies.
i started talking and being more interactive with everyone.
no use in being anti social on the couch over something i couldn’t change.
they were all fascinated with my new york stories.
“big city boy in the country, huh?”
even though i tried to paint new york in a great light,
i doubt they will ever move there.
they’re use to what they’re use too.
i respected that.
we went to the ghetto walmart later on where i witnessed the grace thursday madness.
the southern wolves were okay.
i didn’t see anyone who stood out honestly.
i guess a good scrubbing and some dressing would make them a lot more delectable?
plus the outfits were kinda… no.
does every southern wolf wear chinos with hush puppies?
i bought a couple of items on sale and things got better.
i had to be grateful to not be back in new york,
and eating for one.
when we got back,
we were greeted by other family members who were leaving that came to visit while we were gone.
CAN I SAY HER COUSIN WAS FINE AS HELL!!!!!!!!!
my eyes opened wide when this tall yellow wolf walked out,
looking every bit like a pre-baller football wolf.
his southern swagg was so damn sexy.
the sweater and jeans he had on fit perfectly.
she introduced me to him and he was so polite…
…as well as his fiance.
she was actually really pretty.
dark skin and kinda looking like malinda williams from soul food.
i had to silently applaud her for getting his fine ass to put a ring on.
they all went back for black friday EARLY.
i was sleep.
they ended up buying a modem the next day so i was able to get on wifi.
jesus please hold my mule so i can shout!
my odee posts must have tipped you off.
we left early saturday morning,
and i mean 600am early,
back to florida.
i kinda didn’t want to leave,
but i missed having my own bathroom so i got over that real quick.
i took some pictures of the journey in alabama:
i saw cows yall.
i aint never seen a real life cow.
i also thought piggly wiggly was a made up grocery store for movies.
i wish i would have gotten some pictures of the plantation style houses and the large fields.
it definitely looked like slaves worked there.
all in all alabama was cool after a while.
karaoke’s family was extremely hospitable as well.
next time i go…
5 star hotel please.