There's a little Tyrone with us all...

Is it just my friends and I, or is there always one person in a crew of friends that everyone rags on? I was just reminiscing with my good friend Isaac about our fantastic voyage to the dirrty south. It was Isaac, another friend, let's call him.....Tyrone, and myself. Now, Tyrone is a real good friend of ours, probably one of our best friends. So Tyrone, don't be mad, be glad.

We had a 'hangover' of a time in ATL, crazy, drunken, act-a-fool nights. But what do Isaac and I miss the most about that trip? Was it the night we boogied on down with the milfs at Club Euro?...no. The night we made Lola or Candy or whatever her name was cry after she got us a bottle of Crown?...no. What about that night when those 2 random girls started tag team wrestling with their tongues for us?...no. It was all of the funny ass stories of us abusing Tyrone...with love. The time we gave him a baby fork while the rest of us had silver ware. How about the time he had to take a major dump and we lied to him and told him we were going downtown and he had to hold it in. Orrr the time when (I missed this one) he got a surprise lap dance from a 60 yr old African American stripper, compliments of Isaac.

So are my friends and I just 'effed up? Or is there a Tyrone with us all?


Cool kids and Tyrone