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Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Atown Reunion

It's sha boi, Snow. Back in the dirty dirty. I thought I would do a nice little recap of the atown reunion that just transpired.

Let's start with the most important thing, Winning Eleven. Darkness came out strong in the first few matches. He had a combined score of about 26-0 against Sweet Lips in the first three matches. By Sunday however, white a-town did what it does best and that's come together, no homo, to take on the boss. In two riveting matches F.C Barcelona took down its opponent. Unfortunately, for Cali boy these soccer matches were a warm-up and gave some inspiration for Darkness for the main event of the night: boxing at the heights.

We had quite the card for the event. The blockbuster fight between Champ Grant and Haik "the raging bull" Akopyan, and a surprise fight between chuckles Mathewson and myself. Of course we cant forget about Lew/cheerleader at the spectacle. There was a delay to the start due to a crazy probably drunk single mom telling us that its 10 pm yada yada yada. We should have asked her to box Lew so he could participate, yeaaah buddy.

The first fight shows why you dont beat Dex in soccer and then go box him. While he did have an amazing trainer, Darkness was relentless. The raging bull spent most of his time with his back to the other fighter but he's used to that, just playing doggy. The raging bull got some good shots in but Darkness proved too much. The second fight was interesting. Imma call Andrew Paul Wall because he is a one hit wonder haha but nah I got rocked. Chuckles hit me with probably a right and that was it. I'm still waiting for the steroid tests to see if the fight stands.

While there were several other classic moments, I'm going to finish, no homo, with the end of Friday night. So apparently in the clubs in Cali you can just finger bitches wearing lingerie in the VIP section . But unfortunately for Sweet Lips we were in Seattle so doggy got tossed out of the club. That's cool, at the time I thought we had had a solid night so we should just head back to the car. On our way back a couple of girls walk by and of course Sweet Lips does "Oh my god, sooooo sexy." He's greeted by the finger. That might deter most people but of course that doesnt stop Hieu and Haik from pursing these hotties.

The girls go into a bar where the owners/probably boyfriends who Haik just made fun of/ drunk as fuck people are standing. Of course, Sweet Lips and Hieu are giving these dudes mad shit and one of them is getting hella irritated. This continues for about 5 minutes and eventually subsides a little. Hieu is still fucking around with one of the dudes outside no homo while Haik shows the other guy his id, sits down in the bar, and tells the guy to get him some water. classic Sweet Lips. The night finishes up with me at a packed Asian restaurant getting stared at and Andrew, Hieu, and Haik getting driven to Kirkland by high school girls from Everett, nice fellas.

Needless to say the reunion was fucking awesome. We had a great turnout for most events. The CEO / greatest Juanita quarterback of all-time who didnt play came out. Milan "I got a girl but still smash on the side" came out. And Arthur James Bingcang, my dude no homo, who stuck with his boys on Saturday night instead of ditching them in bell-town, respect, came out.

For me it was great to hear that everybody is doing big things. Andrew is hitting the books and getting paid to play video games, James is making 6 figures, and Nyberg is going to be on the cover of forbes next year. And especially my boys Dex and Haik. Haik has ad videos online with sick music and i know is going to run the cali AC in the near future. And Dex is selling tee-shirts with naked women on them. I mean he was born to do that. Most of all you guys are going after what you are passionate about and that is what's it all about. I had a great trip, I miss you guys already no homo, and I know you guys always got my back and are always there. Do work, and practice up for that next A-town challenge.

One love,
Snowflake

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