Well what do we have here... another weekend where SS gets Jackal as Fuck. I'm shocked. SHOCKED. That the only mother fucker to scar himself with the holy word Jackal would be holding it down so hard in the face of so much clone adversity but low and behold he does... so what did this Jackal get into this weekend...
Friday Night
The night starts off tame enough with a 3pm work happy hour, a pitcher of beer, and then coming home and working out. Note to Jackals that find working out boring,
not when your drunk. Pre-drinking for all work outs from here on out. Highlights of the night include trying to make Big Buck Hunters only to not find Yager and making Southern Communist Hunters (Sweet Tea Vodka, Vodka, and Five Hour Energy) I had four of them, needless to say I was awesome. Shit happened, we hit the club, we skipped the line, bottles were popped, my boy Blair got laid, I got wasted, my shorty got wasted, we took a cab home from the south side of Stanton Park (125 yards as the Jackal walks, .5 miles as the cab drives) because shorty was done walking and pulled a raw Jackal power move and straight jumped in one when I was trying to tell her my crib is right there as I pointed at it. Awesomeness? Achieved.
Saturday Night
Brunch was eaten which included alcoholic milkshakes, coffee, a burger topped with eggs hashbrowns and a 1 inch slice of ham... you know regular Jackal recovery food. Got my Jackal on a handful of times, watched MD kick some ass and then this is when things really started to jump off.
Meet up with Voicemail, BMR, some other Jackals. Malt liquor. Big Buck Hunters. 90s Hip Hop. DOING THE MOTHER FUCKING BERNIE LIKE IT'S OUR FUCKING JOB. Cabs with We (Symbol of a Gun) Clones on blast. After party where BMR gets his holler on. More cabs with We (Symbol of a Gun) Clones and our ole pal boogers leaves his digits on a heart for shorties roommate.
SundayWait SS you get awesome on Sunday too? Isn't that an awesome getting day of rest? Fuck no clone! Breakfast spread is made for shorty and her roommates. BMR is called over to get his breakfast/holler on. Get my Jackal on a couple more times if you know what I'm talking about... and cap things off watching the Super Bowl blasted onto the side of some dudes house with a Guinness in one hand and 100 chicken wings in the other.
That's a Jackal as fuck weekend, take notes mother fuckers, I LIVE THIS SHIT.
No way! You got drunk last weekend?!?!? Awesome!
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