I remember those days when I use to go clubbing, I was always the designated driver. I didnt drink or smoke, every body would pile up in one car. My friend Watts was always packing a gun. I was the body guard and public relations. When ever the fellows would get into it with the people from, that area I would squash it. Instead of fighting I come to meet women and have a good time. I didnt come there to fight, I was looking for dome fine little honey to rub my back. I would introduce myself and talk to person or people. One of the knuckle heads, was trying to make the moves on this guys girl. It is always some character, he was from Georgia. I would intervening, and apologize for my friends lewdness,. I would be the main one doing most of the fighting everybody else were drunk as a skunk. After we were through having fun with the ladies, we headed for home. Me driving of course, this particular night I was so tired. We were so very far away, my baby momma live in the area. I didnt want to take them there, so we headed back toward home. Everybody was asleep in a two lane street including me. Somebody having to wake up, said dang everybody was knock out. He said, Watkins youre asleep, I woke up and said yeah! He said, Then whose driving? I said, me! Then we pulled over on the side of the road. Man we were cracking up, everybody woke up, got out the car and peeing in the bushes. Man we all was cracking up about this. I dont know how many miles that I drove asleep. Man, I am so glad God was looking after my trifling behind. I could have killed all of us, if that 18 wheeler hadnt blowing his horn waking dude up. I dont know how I was driving slump down in the seat like I was. I did that in North Carolina and again in Tennessee. God had to be there watching over me the entire time. I was asleep behind the wheel twice.
Posted on: Wed, 09 Jul 2014 06:09:27 +0000