Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Nothing like a hood chick

I am not a man that really lacks confidence nor do I have self esteem issues but I would love to buy some confidence.  Not just any ole regular confidence from anybody but I want to buy confidence from hood b*tches!!  I mean there is not a damn thing you can tell these chicks.  There is nothing at all you can tell them and it is really quite impressive in an utterly disgusting type of way.

Today I was at a red light and these two West Philadelphia hoodrats were strolling through the sidewalk and before they could walk in front of my car the light turned green.  Usually I would have beeped my horn and told them to hurry the hell up and get out the way, but I was on my best behavior, waiting for them to cross. As they were taking their time getting across the street, the look that they gave me was the stankest, cockiest, most repulsive look I have been given in a long time.  They did not say a word to me but that look said it all.
"What the f*ck you looking at?  Yea, we taking our motherf*cking time getting across the street and what B*TCH!!  You see how good we look, we just came back from getting our hair did.  Look how long and silky this sh*t is!"

Sure, maybe there is something wrong with me because I got all that out of a look that was no more than 2 seconds long, but still. *sidenote* If you really think something is wrong with me you can kiss my a**.  Whenever I see ghetto chicks and their "swag" on display it makes me laugh, cry and get pissed off all at once.  That is how I know I NEED that.  I mean all in all these Mr. Ed weave wearing chicks have done nothing to me.  I don't have anything against them for the most part aside from the occasional extra mayo that they put on EVERYTHING, or them pulling out their ACCESS card while having $150 Jordans on their feet.  Then there is also the ability they have to procreate over and over and over again and all their kids are raggedy and dumb and the Gov't is always taking some f*cking money out of my check so they can continue to rock out, but I digress.  The point is that whenever somebody learns how to take whatever they have hood or not and bottle it up and put me down for 3 BIG bottles.