Grandma Sayz

Bout Dem horses

Hood Stillz

the Hell wit forks I ate wit my hands

So I thought maybe I’d just walk in, WTF if I had more than ten dollars on me I’d buy water there just for the hell of it. Then I can say I did some fine dining. Damn they serve U in suits and all, now that’s some uptight eating. They must be constipated a foot up their ass. Ofcourse I’m hatin cuz I can’t afford to be broke but what else can I say to rich folk other than I hate them cuz they’re rich. haha….”good day sir, I hate ur pastey ass for being rich, give me a dollar damn it”. Hey so I asked for an application and she looked down……”uh..here u go, ur gonna have to fill it out here so we know u can actually read and write….ha what the FUDGE man! naw she didn’t really say that. So I filled out that damn application. In the back it had a list of words and phrases that they wanted me to define! WT___I’ll let u fill it in! I mean I can speak, walk straight wit a plate in my hand, I’m sober most of the time what more can they ask for. But I put a smile on that long ass SAT section and wrote Learnable. Then they had like two essay questions at the bottom like what makes a restaurant great. I just put my favorite restaurant was Wendy’s cuz they got some weird ass ppl that happen to walk in and some crusty ass employees without green cards. Now that’s an experience restaurants that U drink the water wit ur pinky in the air can’t offer U. WT___man! I said I’ma need more room for this than the inch line they reserved for the question. I wrote I’d better answer this in an interview. I left but I forgot where the damn place was a block later…….Needless to say I’m jobless…….who knows they might just call me just to fuck wit me. excuse my FREnCH I’m still learning Anglish.

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