So last payday, when I ended up at Tymon Mkhizes Last Friday gig at the Rosebank Hotel - with people dressed to the nines, and me in All-Stars and T-shirt but the swagger of Jay-Z on steroids (I swear, I think my nuts grow a size larger after 5 shooters)... A tall dark dude sees me and pulls me aside, to tell his friend This guy - 4 years ago, he comes up to me demanding VIP and says Do you know who I am?!. Im like really?... But of course Im not shocked, not surprised - that was just a reminder of how much of a #PIMP I used to be. See, I never used to pretend to be someone else, or any celebrity of some kind, but after enough #pimpjuice, I just felt I belonged wherever I wanted to be. Bouncers would be like why should I let you in - wheres your VIP tag? and Id be on my Rick James, on some never mind who you thought I was - Im Shilo Dawg, b*tch!. Okay, no, not really - I always just said Im Chief, man. CHIEF. Remember that name. And I belong in the VIP. I dont need a tag. Im going in - or are you *really* going to stop me? Like, REALLY?. Funny thing was that it pretty much always worked - none had the gall or guts to refuse me entrance. My swag was just too much to deny. Plus I had so much confidence, I figure they reckoned it had to come from somewhere, and theyd hate to get in trouble for saying no to the wrong guy. A few times the manager was called to confirm my credentials, so to say, and typically hed be like just let him in. Now THAT is how a true #PIMP rolls, knahmean? You dont need to be on TV for people to see, and know, youre The Man. Plus I figure the name Chief helps me sound/seem important ;) Disclaimer: Dont try this at home, kids. Not everyone is quite as #pimphandstrong as #ShiloDawg after 10 shooters. Not even my Chief persona is.
Posted on: Fri, 22 Aug 2014 08:46:53 +0000
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