nah, that aint nothin, a couple years ago, this chick moved into the house on the corner from me and she has 2 sons and a younger daughter. she wasnt too bad lookin, but i try not to shit where i sleep.

anyway, it's summertime and all the neighborhood kids are outside playing and shit and i'm inside chillin and i hear a female voice yelling at the top of her lungs: "Courvasier!!.............Courvasier!!!!!!"

i ignore it thinking, "NOBODY would do such a thing..." a few weeks later, i'm changing the alternator on my truck and the kids are once again, playing outside and it's getting dark. from the porch where ole girl lived at i hear it again: "Courvasier!!!!!.......Courvasier!!!!!" astounded, i peek up from under the hood and sure enough, one of her sons, smart kid too, was walking towards her voice from the cul-de-sac.

i shake my head get back under the hood and the kid that i first met when we got our house, comes up to see what i was doing. i show him and i ask him why he wasnt playin. his reply?

neighborhood kid: "Courvasier had to go in the house and cognac got in trouble thats why he aint outside today...."

Ahmonrah: then i ask, "whats the little girls name?"

neighborhood kid: "Tercel...."