I’d Eat It

Helico-pterFunk

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I'll say this ... the most distracted I've ever been at a dinner party was in Havana, Cuba in 2014.

Was there for 10 days and attended a dinner party with friends of the family.

The hostess was a woman in her mid- to late-30s with 2 kids and a husband. Her niece in her 20s was staying with them too.

Anyway - the woman who was 35 - 40yo or so was wearing skinny jeans with thick thighs and an ass that was out of this world. She worked front desk at one of the hotels. She looked better than any of the 20-somethings I saw on the trip.

The living room faced directly into the kitchen, and she had her back to me and kept turning for side profiles to join the conversation while she was prepping stuff. Crazy dimensions.

My God. If there was a fly on the wall Candid Camera-style, I would have been so busted. Apologies to the husband, but Gawd Damn.
 

KA$H

GoldMember
BGOL Investor

This is who Goldmember was tolming about when he said "Pipe and a Crepe", cause everything this bih serves comes with a side of pancakes. Backshots would probably impale the bitch
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KA$H

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Reminds of a time when I went with a coworker to try and Cuban sandwich from one of their favorite spots. The girl behind the counter was jovial & convivial and before I knew it, she was convincing me to try Cuban coffee.

****Time Out**** fun fact about me; I don't do coffee. It gives me the jitters & I get an anxious feeling that I fucking hate. Everybody that knows me, knows that I dont do coffee at all. *****Time In*****

The homie with me was adamant that Cuban coffee was not for me, but the dimples on this broad had me waving off the good advice. I watched shorty prep the little cup with pride, a smile, and the fattest ass ever stuffed into a pair of Jimmy Jazz's stretch denims. When she was done prepping and I was still in a pervy daze, she slid the saucer with what looked like a white shot glass with a handle full of Cuban coffee right in front of me. Now, it looked like a shot. Presented as a shot. So, I drank it like a shot. They gasped. It tasted like coffee death. Like every ounce of coffee that I had ever drank was condensed into 1 small sip. Shit was bitter as hell. They damn near pissed themselves with laughter at my reaction and clowned me in spanish for a good minute. The sandwich was fire, though. But; yeah fuck Cuban coffee! That little cup had me shaking and agitated well into the next day.

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ArsenalCannon357

Rising Star
BGOL Investor
Reminds of a time when I went with a coworker to try and Cuban sandwich from one of their favorite spots. The girl behind the counter was jovial & convivial and before I knew it, she was convincing me to try Cuban coffee.

****Time Out**** fun fact about me; I don't do coffee. It gives me the jitters & I get an anxious feeling that I fucking hate. Everybody that knows me, knows that I dont do coffee at all. *****Time In*****


The homie with me was adamant that Cuban coffee was not for me, but the dimples on this broad had me waving off the good advice. I watched shorty prep the little cup with pride, a smile, and the fattest ass ever stuffed into a pair of Jimmy Jazz's stretch denims. When she was done prepping and I was still in a pervy daze, she slid the saucer with what looked like a white shot glass with a handle full of Cuban coffee right in front of me. Now, it looked like a shot. Presented as a shot. So, I drank it like a shot. They gasped. It tasted like coffee death. Like every ounce of coffee that I had ever drank was condensed into 1 small sip. Shit was bitter as hell. They damn near pissed themselves with laughter at my reaction and clowned me in spanish for a good minute. The sandwich was fire, though. But; yeah fuck Cuban coffee! That little cup had me shaking and agitated well into the next day.

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Decaf good brother! I was the same way until I switched
 

mcguyver

Rising Star
OG Investor
Reminds of a time when I went with a coworker to try and Cuban sandwich from one of their favorite spots. The girl behind the counter was jovial & convivial and before I knew it, she was convincing me to try Cuban coffee.

****Time Out**** fun fact about me; I don't do coffee. It gives me the jitters & I get an anxious feeling that I fucking hate. Everybody that knows me, knows that I dont do coffee at all. *****Time In*****

The homie with me was adamant that Cuban coffee was not for me, but the dimples on this broad had me waving off the good advice. I watched shorty prep the little cup with pride, a smile, and the fattest ass ever stuffed into a pair of Jimmy Jazz's stretch denims. When she was done prepping and I was still in a pervy daze, she slid the saucer with what looked like a white shot glass with a handle full of Cuban coffee right in front of me. Now, it looked like a shot. Presented as a shot. So, I drank it like a shot. They gasped. It tasted like coffee death. Like every ounce of coffee that I had ever drank was condensed into 1 small sip. Shit was bitter as hell. They damn near pissed themselves with laughter at my reaction and clowned me in spanish for a good minute. The sandwich was fire, though. But; yeah fuck Cuban coffee! That little cup had me shaking and agitated well into the next day.

:lol:

Pussy gonna get you killed one day. Lol
 
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