My Very Own Lil’ Buddy!

I’m a bit behind on my posting and I figured this would be a fun update to get back into the swing of it.

SO… I’ve often joked with my close friends about “owning” a midget one day. I’ve had a fascination with little people for as long as I can remember. Since I’m 6′9″ I think it has something to do with the whole opposites attract concept. Because of my size this world presents a lot of challenges in a similar but opposite way that it would a little person. A little person doesn’t have to duck through doorways and I don’t have to worry about being to short to ride a roller coaster.

As a belated birthday gift my girlfriend rented me a midget (YES… you can rent a midget).  We went down to LA to hang out with a couple of my best friends. I was at the bar getting a drink and saw a midget walk in. I tried to contain my excitement and not stare at him because I know all too well what it is like to be stared at everywhere I go. I continued to order my beer and all of a sudden I hear this voice from behind me say  something along the lines of, “Damn tall people think they own the world.” I turn around ready to say something and realize he is wearing a t-shirt I drew. At this point I think this is the coolest coincidence in the world. I point at his chest and say “You’re wearing my shirt”. He denied it and I went to tickle him. He told me not to touch him so I decided to pick him up and play with him. It’s at that moment I am told that he was rented for me and I got to hang out with him for the next five hours. We proceeded to drink it up and have a great time that night. He goes by Lil’ Jon and turned out to be a really great guy with an awesome outlook on life. Next time I’m in LA and you see me with a Lil Jon feel free to join us for a drink of five.

The first encounter. Me calling him out on wearing my shirt…

 

Time for a ride…

 

 

 

After a bunch of drinks and time well spent at a strip club it was time to head home and call it a night…