Pause..... No Homo

Second Sunday of every month is now becoming a night i look forward too. Layla and Eric def put on one of the better Hip Hop/Soul/Broken Beat/Funk/Everything else that sounds good type of night in the west end. Me and Inka with his newly shaved mohawk headed down for a boogie and munch!


Mr Dex... hats off to you son! Gangstarr, Crooklyn Dodgers, Black Moon.... u made me a happy man!... Big shouts to you as always Mr Lau, Liverpool next week!... Setanta Be-atch!!! so anway, i ate... i drank... i shouted out lyrics and smashed the booth (thats as close as i get to dancing)


Then I told funny Jokes......


Then i distanced myself from a brewing argument between Inka and Genia... sorry Mon, Got your back next time!

Then we went to Bar Rumba where Chloe (Along with every other girl i have ever met) thought it appropriate to point out how big my head is by allowing my hat to flop down over her whole face.... oh and we also laughed at the people who have been in England two weeks and speak like there from Brooklyn.... No "Dawg" shes not my girls... but Yes "Dawg" youll still get punched if u point at any girl who is within my presence.... now fuck off....

Till next time.... Peace.