Southbound Moma
08-05-2012, 02:10 AM
Miami is crazy.
I went to Waxy O'Connor's last night. It's a nice little after hours spot that people usually frequent after work so it will start being populated after work around 5:00 pm.
For my brothers in Toronto (the so called heart of North America), there are cities in US that shyt all over Toronto's avid nightlife. Everything they told you in Toronto about nightlife is a fcuking lie, get out while you can.
Clubs in Miami close at 5am. Alcohol is served all the way to the end, no last call bullshyt.
This means you can start heading to the club around midnight or even 1am and not worry about having to rush to shove drinks down your throat before the draconian bylaw of last call.
Smoking is permitted in the lounge area outside of the bars. I smelt the mix of yeyo and cigars in the air and smiled internally (keeping an external poker face).
The musk of Toronto is being washed off.
Waxy's was a nice place off the ocean or whatever body of water it was. I saw small boats coasting along nearby and I was wow'ed by the experience, can't lie.
How were the lizards?
Miami lizards are cool. I must admit that I'm a bit gunshy from Toronto. My logistics are fcuked right now. I need a vehicle and a place to pull for bangs which I don't really have so
I haven't gone for throats as of yet.
However, the peeps I was with are no strangers to the Miami motion. They were grabbing and pulling and this tactic works in Miami.
A lizard suddenly came up to my <insert relative> and told him 'she loves black guys'.
Her boyfriend materialised not too long after and pulled her away in annoyance, glaring at my <insert relative>.
I lurked nearby, just in case.
My <insert relative> told me to drop that Toronto shyt and start hollaring at lizards here. He said it's all about the grab business here.
They don't give a fcuk that's the law of the land and even if they are hitched, the men will come up and tell you that she is with him (without getting upset) if she happens to be hitched.
I saw a mocha coloured reptile (I suspected she was Dominican which I turned out to be correct on) with a tattoo on her back, eye fcuk my <insert relative>. He has never picked up a copy of Bang nor read a single book but he works on IOI's like a mofo. He moved in immediately, bulldozing the male counterparts who orbitted her and her group.
They were close dancing shortly after. I continued to look around, on observe mode.
One of the crew, a white cool cat of Cuban descent offered me a redbull/Hennesy mix. I threw a dose back and looked around at the locals.
I don't see that Miami lizards blow out Toronto lizards in TERMS of looks.
Toronto does seem to have more of a proud whale/buffalo/yak movement and you see a procession of prominent cankle owners parade the Richmond Street district but there are some very fine lizards that offset their water buffalo contemporaries.
However, it's the vibe of the people that kills Toronto.
I also noticed that women here are comfortable with dancing to hip hop music all night. In Toronto, when the hiphop comes on, the lizards will begin to attention whore orbit towards the black guys (at least in the clubs I've been to). After the hiphop is finished, sets are never long anyway, they fade back into their safety groups.
In black venues, they are so so with hip hop but since 99 percent of the blacks in Toronto are of West Indian (Caribbean) or African parentage with the West Indian influence taking dominance, dancehall and soca is guaranteed to get the black crowds in Toronto buzzing.
As my <relative> tired of the Dominican and looked towards another lizard, the iguana from the DR leaked out to me.
"Do you like hiphop?", she asked.
"A little", I said, still looking around.
I saw two white lizards climb up on the bar and start close dancing. If this were Toronto, some beta champion would soon materialise to usher these lizards down for fear that they 'hurt' themselves.
Miami is definitely more liberal.
I also noticed there are a lot of tall cats down here. I saw several cats in the 6'9 range in this bar.
One of the white Cuban's friend was some guy around 6'6 who looked Indian but super swagged up (No IRT vibe whatsoever). He shook my hand firmly with an aloof 'I'm the man' vibe when we were introduced and looked around casually at his prey.
According to my wing, lizards will give up the goods if your presentation is right because the chances of her coming up on some super baller is very high in this city and that could mean she has a meal ticket out of working her dinky little 9-5.
If she gets impregnated by the hapless baller even better for her, because that is a guaranteed paycheque for the next 18 years.
I mean, Melanie Spice is hitting Eddie Murphy up for a 600K annual salary guaranteed for the next 18 years.
Whilst at the bar, a fight broke out between two large white dudes. I stood to the side in case projectiles started flying.
I saw one of the dudes pick up a chair. I looked at the cats I was with. They seemed indifferent and apart from getting out the way, they continued to do what they were doing.
My <insert relative> continued to whisper in the lizard's ear even as the two large men scrapped and their relative crews tried to hold back the two raging protagonists.
The Cuban cat told me "Don't worry, there are no guns".
I saw the white guy stagger off, annoyed and then suddenly grab at an errant Budweiser bottle placed on one of the tables.
I stood closer to the side, remembering the shots fired last year at Caribana in my drunken state as I ran at the side of some blonde lizard I was trying to holla at.
Not trying to catch a stray here.
His boy grabbed at him and ushered him out and the short but heavily built bouncer of possible Iranian descent came and broke up the unit.
My <insert relative> chuckled. "This happens all the time in Miami." he said.
I observed this silently.
Not too long later, I saw a lizard being carried by two friends.
Her head was slumped, her shoes were off and she was rambling incoherently. She was ROYALLY fcuked from drinking too much.
I noticed that here lizards go ALL OUT when they go out. I've never seen so many fcuked up lizards like this in one ordinary night. I had seen four lizards of different races unable to walk and having to be carried by their friends to their respective modes of transport.
"We tryna hear some hiphop", said the Cuban cat and we hopped in the whip and drove off to another club called 'Club Play'.
We parked up and went towards the entrance.
The proprietor of this joint was a fat black dude with meat spilling out from his sides. I place him at 423 pounds (30.21 stones for my Brits/191.87 kilos for my Europeans).
However, that is neither here nor there.
We would normally get in for free no line up or any nonsense since my crew knew one of the Latin bouncers there but since Trey Songs and Young Jeezy were there tonight, Wilson Fisk was trying to collect maximal funds so he was manning the tills for the larger part of the AM and not letting anything slide through his joint for less than 20 bucks cover.
We had to wait for him to dip before we could roll through there.
Club Play is where one goes if the desire is for black lizards. Waxys was more of a mixed spot, happy after hours. GQ'd cats reigned there and I only saw two black lizards there.
Club Play was teeming with them.
I heard ruckus AGAIN. I saw a black lizard with her ass out, healthy round cheeks bouncing delightfully as she traded blows with some guy. She cracked him sharply in the face with a punch and I thought he was going to deck her as he shoved her very roughly towards the side street.
Parked nearby, was a Rolls Royce Phantom. Beautiful beast, probably retails for about 300K USD.
For those who talk about America being PC, I guess it depends on where you are because I see raw shyt that I have NEVER seen in all my years in Canada happening EVERYTIME I 'coming to America'. I thought at first, one of the club strippers was too drunk since I saw this woman's ass on all display.
"The strippers trip out like this here?" I questioned my <insert relative>
"Nah, she just drunk", offered my <relative> casually.
I saw one of the bouncers leak out to deal with this recalcitrant wench and I felt a tingle of energy in my groin area. I luv destitute reptiles, I need therapy.
I continued to look around. Three lizards emerged from the club. Two were carrying one of their friends who was totally assed out (seems to be the in thing in Miami, having your ass out when you are drunk).
I observed her ass cheeks interestingly as she was hoisted into one of the nearby cabs with the help of one of the lurking Haitian (I think)cab drivers.
I was surprised she didn't toss her cookies there and then.
Lil Wayne's ex girlfriend Tammy Torres arrived shortly with a gaggle of hot lizards. I continued to watch things unfold.
Lizards in Miami make eye contact of course. Not like Toronto where they avoid your eyes.
Two black lizards leaked out of Club Play. One of them wearing a white tight dress moved towards where we stood amongst a group of black American cats. These males stood pretty tall, one of them around 6'8 (2 metres for my Europeans spars) maybe on his way to some kind of professional future, maybe not.
One of the men stuck his hand out and fondled her bang belly (a West Indian term given for when a woman has a slight pot belly).
This area of course is sexual as the belly is not very far from the punani area and a misguided lunge can easily brush the punni lips.
"Huh!", exclaimed the lizard in annoyance. Her friend looked on silently.
The black dude flipped the bird at her.
"Fcuk you!", she retorted.
"Fcuk outta here to your one bedroom apartment!”, he fired at her after some insults were traded between them.
"Fcuk you, you still ain't got in the club yet!" she answered back.
She stormed off, still yapping. Her friend followed her demurely.
The gall of the American males! This would never sit in Toronto..unless we are in the outskirts of Malvern, Jane and Finch or Regent Park venues which I have frequented and still never come across such behaviour!
The lizard who had been assed out earlier trying to punch out men, tried to slip back in the club.
One of the bouncers homed in on her and ushered her back out. Fighters are not permitted for re-entry.
My <insert relative> mentioned that she was going to try and slip in through the VIP entrance next on the side of Club Play and this would also be denied.
She did and we soon saw her back where we stood, pacing with a feigned indifferent air. She had a nice onion on her and minimum C-cups.
I would definitely fcuk and I think I need therapy, this lizards are no good.
Finally, around 4am, fat man packed up and left with the coffers.
We could now enter the club without paying the 20 spot.
It was a very spacious club with a VIP section in the middle. They had poles with assed out semi strippers doing their pole routine and with a few bucks tucked in their G-strings.
Upstairs, three lizards close grinded in some kind of trio dry bang orgy. I looked on at them as they were blocking the pathway.
They looked up at us for a moment, offered a half apology with a half grin and allowed us to pass before continuing their threesome.
Against the wall downstairs, this dude with trendy locks had his tongue down this lizard's throat. Her female friend stood by patiently, with an almost bored expression on her face as the man tongued down her friend and put her digits into his I-phone.
Again, this doesn't happen in Toronto as a norm, not the city where thirst is nothing and IMAGE is everything.
Cockblockers reign supreme in Toronto.
All in all, that was a night. I didn't make any moves at all (sorry guys) but that leaves more to report next time.
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