The Last Black Unicorn

money   when    we  get to  the hotel.”

But we  didn’t  go  to  a   hotel.

Promoter:   “Okay,  we  got to  go  to  a   casino  right   quick,

and then    I’m gonna   take    y’all   to  the hotel.”

So we at the casino, he buys us some drinks and runs oĉ,
and the next thing we know, it’s mve o’clock in the morning,
our flight’s supposed to leave at 7 a.m.

Promoter:   “Aw man,    can I   write   you a   check?”

He was a reputable promoter, so we said, “Yeah okay,
write us a check.” So he wrote us a check, dropped us oĉ at
the airport. He had printed out our return tickets home. We
went to check in, ain’t no ticket, ain’t no flight, nothing.
ͳere’s nothing for us to get home. So we start calling,
we blowing up his phone:

Promoter:    “What   do  you     mean,   there’s     no  ticket?

There’s a   ticket.”

Tiffany:    “Motherfucker   we  are not calling you because

we   want    to  talk.   THERE’S     NO  FUCKING     TICKET.

You sure    we  at  the right   airline?”

Promoter:    “YES!   My  homegirl    work    at  Southwest,  she

sets    me  up, she do  everything, that’s  the only    airline I

use.”