I just got back from Machaheys in Centereech to celebrate Homeboy Pete's birthday, and let me just say to the ladies out there, what the fuck do you see in these plethora of clones of guys at these club/bar scene? I swear do all these guys get up in the morning and gel their hair up like a fucking anime character and believe that it looks good? Whats worst is that they also put on their best striped shirt like its a prerequisite with the hair. A fucking clone army of Guido stupidity. If they act thuggish too, well then, that's just the icing on the fucking cake. First of all, how urban can you possibly be if when we go outside at night we both hear the same sounds of the crickets chirping . Is it really that hard living in your white neighborhood? From the immortal words of Dennis Leary "Pick up your pants!". Never got that hip-hop culture the mentality that acting like retarded black child on acid is hip. Don't get me wrong i like SOME rap, Nas, The roots,Biggie, the old school shit really. But i digress.
Right now I'm just focusing on the Guidos i have seen tonight. Is that what i have to result to actually meeting some girl at a club/bar
bringing myself down to that level i can only imagine the conversations i would have.
"Hey YO! look at my striped shirt! FUCKING LOOK AT IT YO!"
"AWWWW yeah baby you looking gooooooooood!"
"Fuck yeah baby girl i do look good! Yow want be my shorty?"
"You gonna be my sugar daddy?"
"Hells yeah! i like liked you since like......forever".
"Forever ever ever?"
"Forever ever ever ever girl!"
That is the way at least i see it going down. AHHHHHHHHH! GOD!!! i hate living on Long Island sometimes.
2 comments:
Yeah Crappy bars suck, and Nas does rule
I miss the good ol'days of Tribe called Quest and Wu Tang Clan. You should like a guido's hair on fire. It's so pretty.
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