I can be the knife in your back
The noose around your neck
The bullet right through your skull
But I'd rather be the force of my spoken word
Let our voices form the weapons

3.14.2009

Motherfuckin' Kogi

Tonight, Oli, Joe, Jack and I hit up the Kogi in Santa Monica. We were the second group there, as 1 guy was waiting in the lot already. Anthony and Jennifer also met us up there. As time went, the masses started to arrive and Oli was proclaiming his spot as first. During the wait we met this guy who was pretty chill. He actually became part of our group in line ahah. He was over at the Alibi room on Washington, but was too packed and decided to come here. The people around there were so cool. Random convos here and there.

Anyways, the truck arrived around 10:30ish, as we all stalked it's every move. We were greeted kindly and enthusiastically which was a plus. What made this even better was that I was the first one to order! No fucking 1hr+ wait for us! The guy who actually arrived before us was last in line because he fell asleep in his car. He probably didn't get any, which fucking blows. Basically, a short summary would be that the tacos were amazing! I'm not going to go too much into detail as I already did in my Yelp! review. Who knew such a combo like this would be great.

To finish off the night, we head off to 7-11 since the drinks were fucking expensive, and as we pulled in we knew this area was shady. Low lifes, stoners, guys who we assumed were dealers, and transients all were present. When we walked out, these guys were arguing about cigarettes, when one of them says the greatest line ever invented as he walked off angrily

Guy: Do you know Chata? WELL THEN CHATA FUCK UP!

A fucking classic. One that will go down in my history book. An amazing line to top off a great night.