of course it makes you a better and stronger person, thats everyone who crabs. but that shat was not fun,
for me. after it was over, I was sooooo glad I did it and I learned to appreciate it and would do it again

rolleyes

, but there was nothing "best" about it. hell i'ma hazer, not a hazee. :emlaugh: memorable, maybe i'm not using that word right cause I can remember some stuff, but not from 98 A-Z. now the bond between me and my crab sisters is memorable, and our times between ourselves behind closed doors outside the bandfield and at sets, we had to make it fun between us, we was all we had....:lol: but naw, in a white tee or suited up, i can't relate to fun. Them bastards(i love them hoes now,

) wouldn't even let me WAVE at my boyfriend(Yo damn Trunk A Funk) at the Tuskegee game. made me walk right past him, dared me to look at him, and get on the damn bus. mind you nobody was on the buses, but when they found out my man was there, the told me, "oh yo man here, get yo ass on the bus." when I got on the bus, I CRIIIIIIIIED!! :lmao:
I knew all about HBCU bands, especially A&M and State, and then all my god brothers and boyfriend had crabbed down at Bama St, so I knew in general what was coming, but not to what extent. crabbed in high school, a brass section at that, but nothing to the nature of what we went through. hell, I never even thought crabbing a woodwind section would be so traumatizing. I learned then never to sleep on a woodwind gul. And mind you, damn near my whole section WAS Theta Iota, and sometimes i think they forgot to separate between the two. :lol: :scared::scared::scared::scared::scared: