steezy hit me yesterday saying he was in town for the weekend. earlier, he came through while deciding what to eat. i told him it didn’t matter, to which he responded, it didn’t matter lol. then steezy said he could fuck up some wings. i remember people telling me last summer that moosehead on montford had the best wings in charlotte, so that’s where we went. it was steezy, dono, and i. we reminisced on the one time he ran to my house for loun enterprises, eating at fridays before chiddy bang, and many more great times. the craziest thing he said was when he was telling us about how he dissected human bodies at duke. i asked if it freaked him out, and he said for the most part it didn’t, except for when he saw bodies they didn’t embalm yet. steezy said the bodies looked like they we sleeping, and even some were fresh received within the hour. that is crazy to me. my mind would be in a doozy. not because of how creepy it’d be, but because of how humbling it is to think one second we could be here, and the next, well, you know. all in all, it was a good time, and the wings were really good, too. they weren’t even fried, i believe they were grilled. i will be back soon, and hopefully when i do return, steezy and dono will be with.
perhaps even more, because as they say, the more, the merrier.
-ratha, 4:44pm, 10.10.20