Ghetto-Ass Things I See, Pt 73
Leaving the “100% Wool” tag on your coat. Go to your closet, look at your coat. If your jacket has one of those tags on the sleeve and you’ve already worn it then you’re a fucking retard douchebag and should be forced to wear Walmart sales stickers and pink breadbag clips for the rest of your life, asshole.
Why does it have to be “ghetto fried” chicken? Why can’t it be fried chicken? What makes it ghetto? Is it cooked by a 18-yr old who while she’s frying chicken, gets her nails done by a Korean woman, gets her purple lace-front wig hooked up, tries on a pair of new Jordan 4’s, calls her baby’s daddy, texts her boyfriend and lullabies her 7-yr old son, Chandalierious, to sleep? If the answer is no, then it’s not “Ghetto”.
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Why does it have to be “ghetto fried” chicken? Why can’t it be fried chicken? What makes it ghetto?

Is it cooked by a 18-yr old who while she’s frying chicken, gets her nails done by a Korean woman, gets her purple lace-front wig hooked up, tries on a pair of new Jordan 4’s, calls her baby’s daddy, texts her boyfriend and lullabies her 7-yr old son, Chandalierious, to sleep?

If the answer is no, then it’s not “Ghetto”.

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