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HOUSE FULL OF COEDS
Where Else Would You Rather Be?
We got all my teammates from the Squad. Strategically placed Snow Bunnies sniffing Snow. Red beans & rice didn’t miss her. Sista’s rolling on Molly. Frat boys from Sigma Ki faded from the bowl of Xanax.
On Ledbetter, I would be paranoid, thinking twelve getting ready to kick the door down. However, here at Clemson, no worries about the CPD. They are big fans of a Hoop Star.
The red strobe light gives our living room a club feel. The wheels of steel pumping Public Enemy, reppin New York. NWA reppin California, are in the mix.
A big tin tub of ice filled with Schlitz Malt Liquor Bulls, reppin Ledbetter. The bar area has Patrone reppin Mexico. Popov Vodka for the White Russians, making it an International Affair.
I’m posted up in the back bedroom. We temporarily convert into a gambling spot. We use lawn furniture to create a makeshift card table and chairs.
We are playing a card game called “Tunk”. A favorite game on Ledbetter Road. Five dollars a hand plus side bets.
Red is sitting on my lap. Four football players, along with Red and me, are gambling. I’m unfamiliar with the meatheads at the table, except for my boy Coop.
