This was something I need to bring up, it kinda touches on the subject that Bernard has been talking about for sometime, but its not Brown Bettys or niggas with shitty asses, I have a problem with niggas who come out in public looking like a big shitty ass.

Here’s the scenario, I’ve been chatting with this guy online off and on for almost a year. We really don’t discuss anything major or in-depth just the occasional “Wassup” or “When am I gonna be able to smack ya ass with my piece?,” said jokingly of course. After awhile I had a firm concept of what he looked like; tall, thick and dark, some of my favorite superficial qualities. So last night around 11pm-12am I was hungry for some pancakes and surfing on M4N, when I see ol’ boy on the site. He hit me up saying I was shady, which is somewhat true, but you can’t say that someone is shady and not back up the claim. A nigga is always innocent until proven guilty or in this case shady.

Anyway I get him to come over, I figure I go get my pancakes and afterward pound some cakes. So I get back home, from the 24 hour diner, scarf down my pancakes and chill out in my living room chatting on my SK2 while I wait. So after about 10 minutes, Ol’ boy calls to say he’s near by and after a few more minutes my doorbell is ringing. I opened my door, and I should have closed it in his face. There in my doorway was a 6 foot tall, walking mess.

It must have been, about 20-30 degrees last night, and he is in a short-sleeve polo, wrinkled to hell and not buttoned up. Had no undershirt on and must have been cold, and had corn rolls. I hate corn rolls, I hate plats, I hate processed hair, I hate dreads I hate afros and I hate those little worm-looking twists. If it ain’t a low cut caesar,a bald shave or something short and simply, I won’t be feeling it. So not only did he have corn rolls but some shit that looks like it hasn’t been touched in over a month. Again I should have just closed the door in his face. But I digress since I’m not that mean yet.