I-22 Bitches

So Wednesdays at Bob and Barbara's are Bingo Bob's chance to humiliate any competitive spirit facing the fate of the randomness of the Bingo Ball shaker...welcome to my world. After months and months of playing I finally won last week. Go figure, I won a bunch of raunchy porn that doesn't mildly turn me on. However, I did win a strawberry patched denim cell phone case that I 'forgot' at the bar...I was on a roll last week. Yet, the bonehead I was with called 'BINGO' when he didn't have it and had to buy Bob a shot. What a retard. Sorry love, but it's true. We take bar games rules serious...Anyway another round is underway tomorrow nite. Our girl Ang is working at the Tritone, with Papaya bartending across the street. He makes some stiff dranks, and I Loves it. Yes, loves it. Oh and if your reading this today and weren't at BNB's tonight, you missed Hip Hop tuesdays with DJ LEXX. God Damn. Everything from the Jackson's to Wu Tang. Friends rhymin' on the front stoop, smokin butts, gettin down to Slick Rick, B.I.G, (my personal fucking favorite), and LEXX must love me. Cuz he weaves in that mix tape shit with one of my main mangs, METHOD MAN. I know one of his babies ma's. You know this one biddy bop from my home spot. OOPS??? did i say that out loud? Mr. Meth, yes you.

Here's Bob. Get your ass down to BINGO for fun and food. Fun is Bob and food is of course from my main man, Chef Lucky. If your LUCKY maybe you can score his famous Mac and Cheese recipe. I already have that shit, and I'm keepin it under wraps.