I've met hundreds but that doesn't compare to the year I spent as Stephen Jackson's neighbor. His townhouse front door was about fifteen feet away from mine. It was the year he spent on the Spurs when he barely played. His way of staying in game shape was bringing back two chicks every night. And always different chicks. I've never seen a human party that hard and that consistently ... and with that much success.
^^That would be just a warm up. I seriously don't know how he mixed in his NBA responsibilities at the time.
He ended up permanently borrowing some of my ish but that was a good year
