M.I.A. :: Boyz
So i’m hanging out with some friends… blah blah blah blah blah… next thing i know we’re at an N’Sync after party in downtown Cleveland. We knew one of the bar backers, so he got us up to the exclusive VIP party upstairs. We walk up this backroom stairwell filled with trash and the stench of stale beer. When we get to the top we’re greeted with a huge roof patio with it’s own bar clad in fake tropical grasses, bamboo, and tiki torches. Unfortunately there were no easter island heads. Justin Timberlake is in the corner surrounded by middle age women trying to get him to sign autographs or whatever. We get pretty bored because nobody wants to talk to the jerk off degenerates that don’t know why they’re there. My friend Tiffany tells me to follow her, so i do and we end up in this annex of the roof patio that’s its own enclosed bar. Friends that i came with show up and we’re the only ones in there minus the bartenders. We order some drinks and help ourselves to the two foot by four foot trays of sushi sitting out on the table. Mind you, we’re the only ones in there, the jerk off degenerates. Suddenly we hear the doors close. We’re shoving sushi in our mouths. Two huge security guards block off the door, and Justin Timberlake runs in to grab a spot to sit. I’m watching him run by, nothing between me and him except some chairs and the columns. I tilt my torso to the left, put my left hand behind my ear, and point right hand at him and yell “Hey Justin! What up Bo-Bo!” Justin returns the gesture by giving me a double up nod, almost responding with another “Bo-Bo” right back at me. Slowly they started letting people in and we were in the real VIP after-after party. We’re definitely the youngest people there, and we’re the only ones that didn’t care. Joey Fatone was sitting in a love seat with two girls, with a chair adjacent to the sofa. He was making out with the girl on the right, and rubbing the leg of the girl on the left. Soon, the girl on the right would leave, the girl on the left would take her place, and the girl waiting on the adjacent chair would take her place. It was this weird make out circle, and everyone just knew what to do. We stood there in the same spot all night eating sushi and drinking beers.
You all know who M.I.A. is. i didn’t like her first record, but this shit is off the hook!
Boyz (4.9MB MP3)
M.I.A. (homepage)
Kirk said on thursday, june 05th, 2008
katy said on thursday, june 05th, 2008
It’s always the same post with you. Blah blah “I made out with Joey Fatone.” C’mon. Cleveland? I think you might mean 98 Degrees.
tina said on sunday, june 08th, 2008
Oh man, I was totally going to songblog M.I.A this round. Goddammit.
mark said on thursday, august 21st, 2008
how old are you? justin “alpha dog” timberlake is only 27. are you telling me you’re younger than mr. dick-in-a-box himself?
LIES!
(man i love imdb)
johnny said on thursday, august 21st, 2008
i’m older than justin and thinking back, everyone in the vip vip party was def older than d. in a box.
p.s. 100 per-motha*uckin-cent true
Dood! You’re off the hook!
love it.