Post by J-Hop on Jul 26, 2013 17:50:46 GMT -4
“Summer, Summer, Summertimmeeee!”
Pulling off my best falsetto of the hook, I couldn’t get it out of my damn head. Last week was a true “sit back and relax; have a ball” was simply a joy. It’s been sometime since Ant, “Smooth”, and myself had gotten a chance to ‘chillax’ and unwind. Ant’s birthday party was the perfect time to do so. All night festivities, eating, drinking, partying and sharing the dance floor. Man that was simply a blast that needed to happen more often.
However from Florida we were to Arkansas. From humid weather to cooler atmosphere. However the negative was that there was no such thing as “party life” it seemed here in Arkansas. It was ‘dead’ silent.
“Haha, I see it’s still stuck in your head!” Anthony said as he smiled, seeing me put on my best false high-tone.
William took the share this time with driving as we were touring the ‘country life’ that seemed to be Arkansas.
“Man, that was hella-fun though! I mean our chemistry in-ring is one that many envy, but chemistry on the mic with karaoke? No one saw that coming. Not even Kash! I saw him back there nodding his head!” I said as Smooth and Ant both started laughing.
“That upload has gotten many hits but you know what we could’ve done with that, broke from Summertime and went straight to a tech, fast-beat remix of it and did the “Harlem Shake”. Now that would’ve been dope as hell!”
“Hmm...” Anthony said as he held his chin, thinking of sort.
“I mean, just imagine us going from Summertime to LMFAO’s “Party Anthem” while everyone doing their Harlem Shake, just gyrating while I have Reaver’s mask on and doing the limbo!”
“Dammit J-Hop!” Smooth said, laughing out loud as he tried to stay composed, traveling the narrow, two-way street.
After a good moment of laughter, we were quiet again as we gazed at the huge acres of land. Some were cut while other areas looked like a jungle you’d fear to enter. I looked at Smooth’s face as he looked around and back at the map that he had brought along.
“You alright, bro?” Anthony asked with concern of Smooth, seeing his facial expression.
“Yeah, somewhat. Looking at this road map. But I see nothing of what it shows. I think ... we may be lost!”
Putting my right hand over my face. I sat in the back, shaking my head slightly.
“But I thought we were on the right track?” I said, looking from afar, the map that Smooth was holding up.
“I truly thought so too! There’s no pit-stop nowhere around here. I haven’t seen a store since we entered Arkansas.”
“Hell, I haven’t seen a damn stop light! Not too many street lights either. We need to get straight before nightfall!” I said somewhat jokingly as I looked around. Not a house in sight, just damn farmland and wooden sheds.
Smooth sighs as he bangs the steering wheel of the rented Mercedes Benz.
“Let’s just ride a little further, we might just get lucky!” Anthony said to Smooth who nodded before proceeding.
“Hopefully luck will be on our side!” Smooth said, sounding a bit uncertain of what would be lying in wait a few miles.
Williams continued as he stayed at forty to fifty miles per hour. The sloping roads that went up and down like a rollercoaster was really killing William’s stomach as he followed with “Ugh!” everytime we went across one. A few miles passed before Anthony pointed his right finger ahead to Williams.
“What’s that? Looks like a store!” Anthony said as his eyes raised a bit, seeing it become clearer with every few seconds that passed.
“Whew...Finally!” Williams said, sounding relieved.
Arriving finally to what was seen a mile ahead, a little grocery mart store, labeled “GQ-Mart”. Pulling up into the vacant spot, it was only one other car, which looked to be the person in the store working. We looked at each other before exiting.
“Maybe we can find some help in here!” Anthony said as he got out of the Benz first.
“Yeah, and a bite to eat. I’m starving!” Williams said, grabbing his stomach after releasing himself from the seatbelt as he got out.
I was last to exit as I looked around at all the vacant spaces.
“Dayum, looks like no one rarely even comes here it seems! Oh well, if we can get some valuable information, we can make it into town.” I said as I followed behind the two.
Opening the door, the old-school sounding chime goes off signaling entrants. The counter was to our right where there was a pretty young girl, couldn’t be no more than eighteen or nineteen. I could be wrong. However a “friendly” wave was given as we waved back.
We proceeded towards her before going into any of the aisles, business came first before hunger.
“Hello gentlemen, is there anything I can help you with?” She asked as she continued motioning her mouth, chewing on gum as she blew a bubble and popped it.
Anthony stepped forward as he put on that “blinding” smile of his.
“Yes, you absolutely can. We are trying to find our way to Little Rock. We followed the routes via our map but we seem to have missed something.”
The girl just smiled. Wasn’t sure if she knew who we were or she was just stuck on Anthony’s commercial-like smile. She didn’t reply with sudden, she paused.
“Uhh sure, you’re on the right track. You could’ve turned off and made that right earlier but you can still go this way. Just keep going, about another hour and a half maybe. You should see some signs. Just keep going. there will be a sign saying “Welcome To Little Rock”.”
She was moving her body all ‘giddy’ as she looked at the three of us. I wasn’t in the mood for being flirted at or given looks. I wanted out of here to be honest. Info was given, I was ready.
“Thanks, appreciate that, sweetheart!” Smooth said with that charming smile of his own.
Still with the basket in my hand, I went to place it back before Will stopped me.
“Hey, let’s get a few things before we head up. Going to be a long two hours. Might as well get something good to go!” He said as he took the lead into the snack food aisle.
We followed him as the lady behind the register we were talking to continued to lock her eyes onto us with a smile as she played with her hair.
“Hmm, cookies, cakes, energy drinks. All in the same aisle?” Willams questioned.
“Just grab the cookies! Should hold us till we make landfall.” I said, pointing to the variety set of cookies, the “deluxe” mix.
Grabbing the cookies, two packs, we turned our heads as the door chime sounded off. Entering was a mother and her daughter. About nine or ten years old, she ran ahead of her mother, running into the aisle beside where we stood. You can hear her stumbling feet race through the aisle.
“Put that down, Aubrey!”
Eyes widened by all three of us as we heard the yelling of the Mother to her child. I looked at Anthony who looked back at me.
“Put it down, I said. I’m not buying you that!” The mother said with an angry voice.
“But I want it! I want it Mommy ... I want it!” The girl yet again begs for what she wants.
I continued to look at Anthony as he lowered his head slightly.
“I’m sorry but did she say Aubrey?”
Both Ant and “Smooth” nodded, confirming what I heard.
“We need to get outta’ here before I begin to laugh out loud. I don’t want to start anything.”
The conversation across from us is still heard as we progress forward.
“Put that bag of candy back! Don’t start with me today!”
The girl screams almost in like a loud cry.
“No!” She responds to her mother in a stern voice.
As we proceeded to the counter, you could still hear the two. Placing the two packs of cookies on the counter, the lady rung them up as Williams went over to the fridge, grabbing water and a few bottles of “Brisk Iced Tea” as he sat them on the counter to be rung up too.
“What the hell is that going on?” I asked the chick as she shook her head instantly.
“She comes in here every week or so with that menacing child. So damn annoying! It makes me not even want kids! Spoiled-ass brat is what she is!” The girl responded in a low voice as she bagged the items.
I pulled away from the boys as I crept over to the aisle they were in as the Mother had kneeled down to eye-level with her child, giving her a serious stare. The girl still was holding onto the bag of candy.
“You are going to put that candy down and we are going to move on! Understood?” The Mother says as she asks her daughter.
The little girl just stared back, not showing signs of respect and giving up. She held that bag even tighter than before as her mother pointed at her and the bag.
“Aubrey, I’m giving you till’ the count of three. If you don’t put that bag down, I’m going to give you something to cry about!”
The child doesn’t budge.
“One ..... Two ......Three!”
The Mother grabs the bag of candy out of her daughters hands as it becomes a game of “Tug of War”. The girl cries as the Mother steadily yanks. The girl screams before deciding to slap her own Mother in the face, doing the unthinkable as I couldn’t do nothing more but hold my mouth in awe, backing up from what I just saw.
“I hate you!” The little girl says to her Mother as she runs off down the aisle and out of view.
I looked at Anthony giving him him and Will the signal.
“Yo, let’s go! Seriously! Shit is about to pop off!” I said to Anthony and Will as Will grabbed the bag of goodies.
Waving to the lady, we made our exit as I didn’t even choose to look back at the Mother and her daughter. I ‘jetted’ out of there as Anthony and Williams got to the car.
“Damn, what happened Jair?” Williams asked as we got back into the car.
“A ghetto-ass “booger-plucking, Mother-slapping” child. That’s what happened!” I said as I continued to shake my head at the scene that went down in front of my eyes.
I bet with us leaving out, that Mother had full freedom to kick her own child’s ass without being seen. I couldn’t imagine myself slapping my Mother like that, not any time. Complete disrespect to the one who brought you into this world only to give her back hell in return. Crazy.
“Wow, what a scene! I believe that was ‘Satan’s Child’ I witnessed back there. Slapping her mother like that? Getting away with murder pretty much in my eyes!”
Shaking my head, I begun to smirk.
“And that child’s name was ... AUBREY!!! That’s the part that tripped me out. Seemed like a mirroring image of you, Miss Parker. Was that your childhood back there we saw?” The flowing of disrespect in the air, ignorance and complete hell that you bring to us all each week. I just want to know because to hear that name, see those actions and that child’s resistance to obey. Those ‘sharp knife’ eyes you behold, I saw it in that kid when she was given the ultimatum to either give up that candy or get the chance to let out a scream of a lifetime at the count of three. I saw that bitter, aggressiveness that you have when you don’t get your way. The same way that girl hugged to that bag of candy, I see it within you, not letting go of our names out of your daily thoughts of wanting to bury us.”
“It’s like a walk down “Memory Lane”. We got to see how you were as a kid to who you are today. A dismantled soul with no place to go and hide. A lady whose heart is severed into pieces. A lady that wants it all but knows deep down that in this life, you can’t always get what you want when you want it.”
I patted my hands on my lap as I looked at the open road.
“Hey Jair, if you don’t mind, can you pass me that pack of cookies, mang? I’m in dire need of something!” Williams said as he held his hand out.
Handing him the pack of varied cookies, he nodded his head.
“Thanks brother!”
I nodded as he wasted no time ripping open them cookies.
“Aubrey, I’m really worried about you girl. We’re enemies in that ring, but out of it, we’re all a family in APW. I’m not just the only one worried about you. There’s others. No matter how you look at it from your angle. You’re sick. You NEED help. You can call me a “thug” as many times as you feel but understand that it won’t get you any closer to victory lane. This is a brave challenge you requested to Stefan to put on the card. You up against Me and Anthony? Two on one Handicap match? Are you fucking serious? Then again you are sick as previously mentioned.”
“Aubrey, when I said you were spoiled, you seemed to get offended. Look, I respect your work in the ring. You’re highly athletic and you’re a damn warrior. However your tactics to get what you want when you want it, it’s sign of ‘spoilage’. You were spoiled. From day one till’ now. Your mother spoiled you into a Princess and you have been spoiled here. You are one big-ass attention whore. If that light isn’t shining on you, you immediately turn green and want to smash shit into pieces. With all the success you’ve had, you still are a bitch. I hate to say that, but it’s true. Come Sunday night, you will be put in that light and for us ...”
I motion my left hand, as if flipping a switch.
“We’re going to turn those lights off and leave you in the dark, feeling all dejected, defeated and embarrassed. You’re gonna wish you had chose a tag match instead. It’s just you and you only against the reigning tag team champions, The Dying Breed!”
Pulling off my best falsetto of the hook, I couldn’t get it out of my damn head. Last week was a true “sit back and relax; have a ball” was simply a joy. It’s been sometime since Ant, “Smooth”, and myself had gotten a chance to ‘chillax’ and unwind. Ant’s birthday party was the perfect time to do so. All night festivities, eating, drinking, partying and sharing the dance floor. Man that was simply a blast that needed to happen more often.
However from Florida we were to Arkansas. From humid weather to cooler atmosphere. However the negative was that there was no such thing as “party life” it seemed here in Arkansas. It was ‘dead’ silent.
“Haha, I see it’s still stuck in your head!” Anthony said as he smiled, seeing me put on my best false high-tone.
William took the share this time with driving as we were touring the ‘country life’ that seemed to be Arkansas.
“Man, that was hella-fun though! I mean our chemistry in-ring is one that many envy, but chemistry on the mic with karaoke? No one saw that coming. Not even Kash! I saw him back there nodding his head!” I said as Smooth and Ant both started laughing.
“That upload has gotten many hits but you know what we could’ve done with that, broke from Summertime and went straight to a tech, fast-beat remix of it and did the “Harlem Shake”. Now that would’ve been dope as hell!”
“Hmm...” Anthony said as he held his chin, thinking of sort.
“I mean, just imagine us going from Summertime to LMFAO’s “Party Anthem” while everyone doing their Harlem Shake, just gyrating while I have Reaver’s mask on and doing the limbo!”
“Dammit J-Hop!” Smooth said, laughing out loud as he tried to stay composed, traveling the narrow, two-way street.
After a good moment of laughter, we were quiet again as we gazed at the huge acres of land. Some were cut while other areas looked like a jungle you’d fear to enter. I looked at Smooth’s face as he looked around and back at the map that he had brought along.
“You alright, bro?” Anthony asked with concern of Smooth, seeing his facial expression.
“Yeah, somewhat. Looking at this road map. But I see nothing of what it shows. I think ... we may be lost!”
Putting my right hand over my face. I sat in the back, shaking my head slightly.
“But I thought we were on the right track?” I said, looking from afar, the map that Smooth was holding up.
“I truly thought so too! There’s no pit-stop nowhere around here. I haven’t seen a store since we entered Arkansas.”
“Hell, I haven’t seen a damn stop light! Not too many street lights either. We need to get straight before nightfall!” I said somewhat jokingly as I looked around. Not a house in sight, just damn farmland and wooden sheds.
Smooth sighs as he bangs the steering wheel of the rented Mercedes Benz.
“Let’s just ride a little further, we might just get lucky!” Anthony said to Smooth who nodded before proceeding.
“Hopefully luck will be on our side!” Smooth said, sounding a bit uncertain of what would be lying in wait a few miles.
Williams continued as he stayed at forty to fifty miles per hour. The sloping roads that went up and down like a rollercoaster was really killing William’s stomach as he followed with “Ugh!” everytime we went across one. A few miles passed before Anthony pointed his right finger ahead to Williams.
“What’s that? Looks like a store!” Anthony said as his eyes raised a bit, seeing it become clearer with every few seconds that passed.
“Whew...Finally!” Williams said, sounding relieved.
Arriving finally to what was seen a mile ahead, a little grocery mart store, labeled “GQ-Mart”. Pulling up into the vacant spot, it was only one other car, which looked to be the person in the store working. We looked at each other before exiting.
“Maybe we can find some help in here!” Anthony said as he got out of the Benz first.
“Yeah, and a bite to eat. I’m starving!” Williams said, grabbing his stomach after releasing himself from the seatbelt as he got out.
I was last to exit as I looked around at all the vacant spaces.
“Dayum, looks like no one rarely even comes here it seems! Oh well, if we can get some valuable information, we can make it into town.” I said as I followed behind the two.
Opening the door, the old-school sounding chime goes off signaling entrants. The counter was to our right where there was a pretty young girl, couldn’t be no more than eighteen or nineteen. I could be wrong. However a “friendly” wave was given as we waved back.
We proceeded towards her before going into any of the aisles, business came first before hunger.
“Hello gentlemen, is there anything I can help you with?” She asked as she continued motioning her mouth, chewing on gum as she blew a bubble and popped it.
Anthony stepped forward as he put on that “blinding” smile of his.
“Yes, you absolutely can. We are trying to find our way to Little Rock. We followed the routes via our map but we seem to have missed something.”
The girl just smiled. Wasn’t sure if she knew who we were or she was just stuck on Anthony’s commercial-like smile. She didn’t reply with sudden, she paused.
“Uhh sure, you’re on the right track. You could’ve turned off and made that right earlier but you can still go this way. Just keep going, about another hour and a half maybe. You should see some signs. Just keep going. there will be a sign saying “Welcome To Little Rock”.”
She was moving her body all ‘giddy’ as she looked at the three of us. I wasn’t in the mood for being flirted at or given looks. I wanted out of here to be honest. Info was given, I was ready.
“Thanks, appreciate that, sweetheart!” Smooth said with that charming smile of his own.
Still with the basket in my hand, I went to place it back before Will stopped me.
“Hey, let’s get a few things before we head up. Going to be a long two hours. Might as well get something good to go!” He said as he took the lead into the snack food aisle.
We followed him as the lady behind the register we were talking to continued to lock her eyes onto us with a smile as she played with her hair.
“Hmm, cookies, cakes, energy drinks. All in the same aisle?” Willams questioned.
“Just grab the cookies! Should hold us till we make landfall.” I said, pointing to the variety set of cookies, the “deluxe” mix.
Grabbing the cookies, two packs, we turned our heads as the door chime sounded off. Entering was a mother and her daughter. About nine or ten years old, she ran ahead of her mother, running into the aisle beside where we stood. You can hear her stumbling feet race through the aisle.
“Put that down, Aubrey!”
Eyes widened by all three of us as we heard the yelling of the Mother to her child. I looked at Anthony who looked back at me.
“Put it down, I said. I’m not buying you that!” The mother said with an angry voice.
“But I want it! I want it Mommy ... I want it!” The girl yet again begs for what she wants.
I continued to look at Anthony as he lowered his head slightly.
“I’m sorry but did she say Aubrey?”
Both Ant and “Smooth” nodded, confirming what I heard.
“We need to get outta’ here before I begin to laugh out loud. I don’t want to start anything.”
The conversation across from us is still heard as we progress forward.
“Put that bag of candy back! Don’t start with me today!”
The girl screams almost in like a loud cry.
“No!” She responds to her mother in a stern voice.
As we proceeded to the counter, you could still hear the two. Placing the two packs of cookies on the counter, the lady rung them up as Williams went over to the fridge, grabbing water and a few bottles of “Brisk Iced Tea” as he sat them on the counter to be rung up too.
“What the hell is that going on?” I asked the chick as she shook her head instantly.
“She comes in here every week or so with that menacing child. So damn annoying! It makes me not even want kids! Spoiled-ass brat is what she is!” The girl responded in a low voice as she bagged the items.
I pulled away from the boys as I crept over to the aisle they were in as the Mother had kneeled down to eye-level with her child, giving her a serious stare. The girl still was holding onto the bag of candy.
“You are going to put that candy down and we are going to move on! Understood?” The Mother says as she asks her daughter.
The little girl just stared back, not showing signs of respect and giving up. She held that bag even tighter than before as her mother pointed at her and the bag.
“Aubrey, I’m giving you till’ the count of three. If you don’t put that bag down, I’m going to give you something to cry about!”
The child doesn’t budge.
“One ..... Two ......Three!”
The Mother grabs the bag of candy out of her daughters hands as it becomes a game of “Tug of War”. The girl cries as the Mother steadily yanks. The girl screams before deciding to slap her own Mother in the face, doing the unthinkable as I couldn’t do nothing more but hold my mouth in awe, backing up from what I just saw.
“I hate you!” The little girl says to her Mother as she runs off down the aisle and out of view.
I looked at Anthony giving him him and Will the signal.
“Yo, let’s go! Seriously! Shit is about to pop off!” I said to Anthony and Will as Will grabbed the bag of goodies.
Waving to the lady, we made our exit as I didn’t even choose to look back at the Mother and her daughter. I ‘jetted’ out of there as Anthony and Williams got to the car.
“Damn, what happened Jair?” Williams asked as we got back into the car.
“A ghetto-ass “booger-plucking, Mother-slapping” child. That’s what happened!” I said as I continued to shake my head at the scene that went down in front of my eyes.
I bet with us leaving out, that Mother had full freedom to kick her own child’s ass without being seen. I couldn’t imagine myself slapping my Mother like that, not any time. Complete disrespect to the one who brought you into this world only to give her back hell in return. Crazy.
“Wow, what a scene! I believe that was ‘Satan’s Child’ I witnessed back there. Slapping her mother like that? Getting away with murder pretty much in my eyes!”
Shaking my head, I begun to smirk.
“And that child’s name was ... AUBREY!!! That’s the part that tripped me out. Seemed like a mirroring image of you, Miss Parker. Was that your childhood back there we saw?” The flowing of disrespect in the air, ignorance and complete hell that you bring to us all each week. I just want to know because to hear that name, see those actions and that child’s resistance to obey. Those ‘sharp knife’ eyes you behold, I saw it in that kid when she was given the ultimatum to either give up that candy or get the chance to let out a scream of a lifetime at the count of three. I saw that bitter, aggressiveness that you have when you don’t get your way. The same way that girl hugged to that bag of candy, I see it within you, not letting go of our names out of your daily thoughts of wanting to bury us.”
“It’s like a walk down “Memory Lane”. We got to see how you were as a kid to who you are today. A dismantled soul with no place to go and hide. A lady whose heart is severed into pieces. A lady that wants it all but knows deep down that in this life, you can’t always get what you want when you want it.”
I patted my hands on my lap as I looked at the open road.
“Hey Jair, if you don’t mind, can you pass me that pack of cookies, mang? I’m in dire need of something!” Williams said as he held his hand out.
Handing him the pack of varied cookies, he nodded his head.
“Thanks brother!”
I nodded as he wasted no time ripping open them cookies.
“Aubrey, I’m really worried about you girl. We’re enemies in that ring, but out of it, we’re all a family in APW. I’m not just the only one worried about you. There’s others. No matter how you look at it from your angle. You’re sick. You NEED help. You can call me a “thug” as many times as you feel but understand that it won’t get you any closer to victory lane. This is a brave challenge you requested to Stefan to put on the card. You up against Me and Anthony? Two on one Handicap match? Are you fucking serious? Then again you are sick as previously mentioned.”
“Aubrey, when I said you were spoiled, you seemed to get offended. Look, I respect your work in the ring. You’re highly athletic and you’re a damn warrior. However your tactics to get what you want when you want it, it’s sign of ‘spoilage’. You were spoiled. From day one till’ now. Your mother spoiled you into a Princess and you have been spoiled here. You are one big-ass attention whore. If that light isn’t shining on you, you immediately turn green and want to smash shit into pieces. With all the success you’ve had, you still are a bitch. I hate to say that, but it’s true. Come Sunday night, you will be put in that light and for us ...”
I motion my left hand, as if flipping a switch.
“We’re going to turn those lights off and leave you in the dark, feeling all dejected, defeated and embarrassed. You’re gonna wish you had chose a tag match instead. It’s just you and you only against the reigning tag team champions, The Dying Breed!”
