I happened to be reading Perez Hilton earlier today(for WORK purposes, believe it or not), and I saw that he highlighted an entry that John Mayer wrote on his blog about rock star Pete Wentz. It was a nice, glowing tribute to a friend. It could be considered a little too nice, since it’s eloquent to the point of being a borderline man-on-man lovefest. Not that there is anything wrong with that, if that’s what you’re into…
Although I kind of made jokes about it, John Mayer has inspired me to salute one of my friends. A man who can start party anywhere on God’s Green Earth: TC. Tommie Collins. Tedo Escobar. Hollywood Hogan. The guy has more nicknames than I do, so you know he’s cool.
Last night, TC invited me to check out the party that he promotes at Eyebar. As I was on the way, I walked past what appeared to be a Lincoln Town Car. As I passed the vehicle, I heard a man’s voice yell out “Ay Leon! This is where the party is!” I looked over and saw TC, sitting in the parked car on a city street taking shots of Hennessey with three pretty, slim chicks inside, all with smiles on their faces. You have to be ready to expect the unexpected when hanging out with TC.
At one point in the car party, one of the ladies said she needed some water. TC said there was some in the trunk. I offered to get it, then walked around to the back of the car. Immediately upon opening the trunk, I flashed back to the night where a certain fire hydrant may or may not have mysteriously ended up in a trunk very similar to this. Then I remembered that TC and I are both law-abiding, upstanding citizens who might drink in the middle of downtown DC with hot chicks, but would never steal a fire hydrant.Yeah…that’s it. Never…
Then I started laughing because I saw everyting BUT water in the trunk of his car. A duffle bag filled with condoms, all sorts of clothing, a map of the Underground Railroad…everything except for water. Once I moved the bag that contained enough rubbers to build a trampoline powerful enough to launch sattelites into space, I finally found ONE bottle of water. So the women shared it, and we all went inside so I’d eventually have an excuse to let them grind on Leon Jr. jr. and call it “dancing.”
Wait a minute…this is not about me, the wang, or the women whom I’d like to let touch it. This is about TC, whom I first met back when he was running UrbanFlavorz.com. TC has produced some of the funniest writing this side of…well, me!
Plus, TC is the unofficial Shot King of DC. Don’t believe me?
Exhibit A:
Exhibit B:
As you can plainly see, there is an abundance of liqour, shot glasses/cups, and females with their arms outstretched. Therefore, it is only right that I salute my bretheren in drinking and T&A appreciation.
Alright y’all. That’s it for the tribute. The next entry will be back to the same ol’ “The World Revolves Around Leon” theme that you’re used to.
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This dude here. I swear I’ve seen so many photos of him in the past year. He’s a friend of some of my friends. But I have never ever seen him in person. He’s like Bigfoot.
LMAO @ “duffle bag filled with condoms, all sorts of clothing, a map of the Underground Railroad…” Do your thing, TC!
yo, is dat two dudes grinding on each other (yellow and white shirt)
Hey, does he sing gospel music, too (when he’s not pimpn’)? He bears an uncanny resemblance to this dude (Deon Kipping) on one of my favorite gospel hits of the past year.
“yo, is dat two dudes grinding on each other (yellow and white shirt)”
It really does look like that! Like the one in the yellow shirt is about to whisper sweet nothings in the white shirt’s ear…LOL
Ooooh, how you doin, Leon! LOL :)
@ yo, is dat two dudes grinding on each other (yellow and white shirt)
By hijklmnop on May 30, 2008
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Dude in yellow looks like that guy lyle, the male groupie of the week/month/year from baller alert.
The first time i met TC, Summer of 97′at this situation out crystal city..i had a bottle of Berry Sisco..whilst that bamma was taking shots of knotty Head or someshit..never in my life did i feel so, Juvenile.
The first time i met this nigga Leon..muthafucking TC was boiling Rice with Smironoff Ice.
There’s a Message in what i just typed..
LMAO @ Franko for bringing up the “Smirnoff Rice”!!!
That was some funny shit right there!!!
Franko/Animal..give me my shape back.
you two kneegrows gonna go to jail over them damn hydrants.
how you leave ME out of all people? shame yellaboy.
He look like he makes really good toast, like “Heres to condoms and crack, because I dont fuck with either one of them mufukas!”
LMAO! TC is a funny dude. I had no idea the two of you were friends. It all makes sense now.
I learned a new term this weekend that’s good here: apparently, after “guy crush” the next step is Bromance