I shouldn't have left you, without a dope blog to step to...
But this has taken a looooong time to get over.
Beds on the beach.
On the beach!!!!
You have to love the Power Summit for THAT alone,
Not to mention....the music. The T-Shirts. The Stunna Shades. The Spa. Saigon. The Clipse. Mims. Mistah Fab, The Pack, Jim Jones. The ALL-INCLUSIVE Paradide Hotel. Sorry, gotta say that again, The ALL-INCLUSIVE Paradise Hotel. JD's Mansion House Party. Bahama Mama cocktails ( I think that's how they were spelt). The Juice bar that squeezed WHATEVER you wanted every morn. DJ Irie getting chcked in the pool. A slighty tipsy Fonzworth Bentley (or maybe dude is always that way). 'Black Ty' aka Tyrese aka Dirkhead getting aiiiiiirrrrr onstage. The Massages. The gently blowing wind. The Heat - damn, that place gets some serious sun. Jim Jones reloading himself about 8 times.
Not quite so cool? The Federation (accidentally) shanking one of their own staff when throwing a mic into the crowd, which caught a chandelier that smashed and broke onto some poor guys neck (he's fine, luckily). Coming home - whhhhhhhyyyyy!
1 comment:
Welcome back!!!
Next time if you need anyone to hold your handback, wipe your bottom etc etc... ill offer my services for free lol
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