Showing posts with label Da Gems Party Bus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Da Gems Party Bus. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

The Virgin Who Slept with a Million Women Part 2



What’s woody wood, grasshoppers???

Ya favorite author was back on his bullshit two weeks ago in Atlantic City…I got my party animal on with DJ Supa Dave and the lovely TC on the party bus from NY to AC…the party bus was crunk even though about 10 more people came last year 

It’s all wood, though…I STILL got it in


The liquor was flowing, and the females were right…I’m not gonna get too much into what occurred on the 2 hour bus ride to Atlantic City…let’s just say the ladies on the bus didn’t call me Phreak Nasty for nothin'

When I get it in…I GET IT IN, baby

Just like my homie with ol’ girl below



So we get to The Pool After Dark jumpoff at Harrah’s around 11pm, and the bouncers were on some fuck boy shit, talkin’ about I couldn’t bring my bag inside the club area…I STILL got my knapsack inside the joint with my towel and trunks in case I wanted to get my swim on

Let’s just say I got on my McGyver shit and slid through the entrance with no hassle

Paulie from Jersey Shore was the DJ with his long neck ass…I wasn’t diggin’ the music, then again, I don’t even remember the shit he played…I was too busy checkin’ out the chicks from Jersey and Pennsylvania


To keep it funky with you, I had a better time on the party bus going there and back than the actual party @ Harrah’sHarrah’s was too Hollywood for me…not to mention that most of the females at the joint were either too high siddity, stuck on themselves, or lookin’ for a come up

 
One nice lookin curvy chick from DC was rockin' a bone white dress with no panties on and had asked the king if I had a hotel room

That was a code question for, "Let a bitch hold somethin' so we can fuck"

Nice girl, but I wasn’t trickin’ for shit...she was hustlin' along with her homegirl...ain't nothin wrong with that, but I wasn't the one 

Oh yeah, I almost got kicked out the club for takin’ flicks of the dancer below…shorty was bad as hell…she didn’t care, but one of the fuck boy bouncers did

Dude told me not to take a flick of her…I did anyway…I switched the phone set-up from picture to camera and got 3 seconds of film of the chick until the guys around me were like…

“Yo…yo…put that away…they gonna kick you out”

So I did…I wasn't trippin'...I didn’t pay money for the trip just to get kicked out the joint even though I wasn’t feeling the atmosphere




















Shout out to all the guys and girls on the party bus…let’s do it again, but not at Harrah’s…LOL…real talk

We should’ve instead hit up the all-black party at Club Revel that's also in Atlantic City...I heard that joint was CRUNK that night, but fuck it...hindsight is always crystal clear when you dwell on the past

Aight, ya’ll…it’s been real…I’m Audi 5 stacks

Peace

Nah’Sun the Great @ www.nahsunblaze.com
 

P.S.

Click HERE for last year's party bus ride

Random Ass in the Lobby



Monday, December 31, 2012

Nah'Sun's Year in Review

What’s woody, grasshoppers?
 

I apologize for not posting anything new recently. A brotha was hella busy wrapping up Thick 2. My 2nd novel is hitting the press just in time for its January 21st release date
 

You can pre-order your copy of Thick 2 for ONLY $9.99 @ www.nahsunblaze.com
 

Aight, let’s get it poppin’


Chicago  

I went back home for a month to celebrate my born day and relax for a moment. Then again, I really didn’t relax considering I spent most of my time finishing up on Thick 2. There’s nothing like deep dish pizza from Giordano’s. Speaking of Chicago, it’s a shame that my beloved hometown reached the 500th murder mark for 2012. Let’s get it together, people.



My favorite vacation spot. The first time I went to South Beach was during Memorial Day Weekend for Black Beach Weekend aka Freaknik. I decided to go when the streets were calmer and peaceful the next go ‘round…LOL
 



 

What happens on the party bus, stays on the party bus




My first time poppin’ bottles at a club. Couples lounge in Brooklyn to be exact. Poppin' bottles isn't my style. All I need is one glass of get right and I’m good. I celebrated the completion of Thick 2 with Breuklyn and the good folks at Foundation International Sound.




My second time partying in Connecticut was fun. I didn’t participate in the lap dancing contest. Not my thing. Nevertheless, I did enjoy dancing and meeting people that night with the Bad Big Girls Club





I partied a couple times with Babs Social Club. They throw parties that cater to plus size women and the men who love them. The co-founder Gayle aka Ms Power Bosom (shown here) suggested I should throw a book signing with them. That’s whassup. Now we gotta come up with a date and rock & roll




Team Gator is another organization that offered me to throw a signing with their group. Much love…BUYAKA BUYAKA…their mansion and day parties were off the chain. Now we’ll see how wild things are gonna get in ‘13




The interview was a lil bit unorganized. I still did my thing, though. The hustler in me STILL got some sales and my point across in the TNT radio interview at In the Mixx Studios in Yonkers, NY






It’s a shame that the founder of Curves decided to not throw parties anymore. Curves were building their audience, and hey, I appreciate an intimate size crowd. DJ Larry Love (shown here) got tired of throwing parties and stepped out the ring. Pour out a lil liquor for the Curves organization and their supporters




What happens in Jamaica, stays in Jamaica





Aaaaaah yes. My first appearance on a reality show. It was fun. Check out the video below and skip to the 15-minute mark of the show to see me at work. Funny shit, cuz.




Aight, ya'll...see you in '13...(No Bad Luck)

Peace

Nah'Sun the Great

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

The Virgin Who Slept with a Million Women


Fashionably Grimey

Abracadabra, grasshoppers

As you may know, I travel on the regular and get my party animal on between writing books and blogging…it’s therapy for the mind…kinda like washing away your sins...kinda

 

Last Saturday I got it in on a party bus to Connecticut with the birthday folks; DJ Supa Dave of NYC and Triscia aka TC of Da Gems…I heard they needed more guys for the trip...I took one for the team and paid for my FIRST party bus ride


 

I think I'd inadvertently changed my whole swag by rockin' overalls JUST FOR THE TRIP…yep, I ordered some baggy overalls and copped a pair of Timberlands on the strength of the bus ride

In the immortal words of a phrase that I sometimes hate hearing from people, “Don’t judge me.”

Fuck that, JUDGE ME…LOL 


Dressing casual is not my thing...you know how I do...I gets suited and booted...I figured I'll do something different and go Wild Wild West on ninjas

Speaking of the bus ride needing more guys, the ratio between women and men was BANANAS…no sausage fest on this trip…YES!!!...ya boy was like a kid in a candy store with a serious sweet tooth

Out of 33 party heads who went, 9 were dudes and 3 of them were wifed up

That’s a first because dudes usually go crazy when they find out chicks are ridin' out on a trip…then again, dudes act cheap nowadays…so I’m not surprised

That left guys like me with the beauty of handling more than I can hold…I love those odds, don’t you?



A lot of dudes I know NOW wanna hit up next year's trip after I told them the ratio...funny shit...no hate runs my blood...spreading the love is what I do


As I think about it, I don’t think the women cared about the number of guys on the bus...they still GOT IT IN…with the liquor flowing and the booty music pumpin from the speakers, the ratio didn’t matter

The shorties still got buck

I won’t even talk about the infamous stripper pole...you'll just have to come to the next trip and see for yourself



I have flicks raunchier than this…I’ll keep those joints to myself…what happens on the party bus, STAYS on the party bus

You gotta come through next year for the party bus/pool party...it's gonna be poppin', baby pa
 

And fellas, the women were on point...no stuck up attitudes either…if you play your cards right, you’ll have a good time…no reason to act thirsty in a bus full of women who just wanna let their hair loose and relax


Me and a honeydip on the trip

Okay, I digress a bit

We left NYC from Abellas @ 2pm and got to the seafood spot in Connecticut @ around 6:30pm…the all-you-can-eat buffet came with the party bus package…I’m not good at all-you-can-eat joints…I’m a one plate type of dude

More power to the people who took advantage of endless meals with 3 trips or more to the buffet...better them than me



It’s funny how the cooks grabbed live lobsters and threw them in hot water before cooking them…they even rubber banded their claws as they served them

I really don’t eat lobster…I took a bite of the core and called it a day…I opted for chicken fingers, home fries, and chocolate cake instead…that dish was good enough for the champ

To keep it oh so real with you, I didn’t go on the trip to eat…the desire to get away and experience partying on a bus drove me to bring out my wild side for the night

Anyway, the restaurant had animals and shit playing in the barn beside it…I don’t know what kinda animals they were…they looked like baby camels or some shit


I thought one of them was gonna hop the fence and start chasing my Black ass around the joint




After we got our eat on, we headed to the Foxwoods Casino

The casino spot was the final stop before heading back to NYC…I took a cat nap on the bus and walked off the food around the casino to keep myself energized for the ride home… everyone caught the itis on the trip to the casino EXCEPT for one guy

I couldn’t understand how Shaqwan (one of the partygoers) possessed so much damn energy to clown around after eating

Dude cracked jokes and damn near danced his way on the bus to the casino…I gotta try whatever Ginseng he’s taking because I was knocked the fuck out during the ride



We got to the spot at around 10:00pm with only an hour and 30 minutes to play the machines

Me personally, I hardly gamble

I pretty much strolled around the casino watching other people bet their dreams away in slots…Shopping was an option, but their retail section sucked…Calling four stores a "retail area" is a slap in the face...I pretty killed time by charging my phone and chopping it up with Janae (one of the partygoers)


She didn’t gamble on the machines as well


I gave in by playing “the penny machines” before we bounced…there's nothing to speak of because I didn’t win shit…the machine basically ate up my 5 dollars



 

Some people on the trip had won…screw them…LOL

Aight, ya’ll…that’s the trip in a nutshell…of course this is just the PG-13 version…the bus ride was more WILD than I’m letting loose, no pun intended


Once again…what happens on the party bus, STAYS on the party bus


Muthafuckaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!


Peace


Nah’Sun


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