On Tuesday I was getting tattoo'ed. I had been on the table for about an hour or so, and these girls walk in. They were cute from what I could see, and 1 of them wanted a four leaf clover on her ankle (boorrriiinnngggg) because she was 1/4th irish. Really? A four leaf clover on your ankle because your a 1/4 irish? Ron was grinding on my elbow and I wasn't in the best mood so I started giggling a little and responded with "white people." Ron starts laughing and asks why I said that. "Well, it is in my experience that white people will do some stupid shit like permanently tattoo a four leaf clover on their ankle when they're only a 1/4 irish." The girl gets a little offended because I was making fun of her idea. She looked at me and with an angry look she said..
"Aren't you white"
Without hesistation I responded.
"I'm a...
1/4 Hustler
1/4 Con Man
1/4 Go getter
1/4 Aggressive
and I'm 1/2 Hungry...
I transcend the colors of race and ethnicity, I care about 1 color and that color is green. Because at the end of the day it doesn't matter who the president is, or how bad the economy gets. The Wu-Tang clan said it best.. C.R.E.A.M.
Cash Rules Everything Around Me.
I can't have the things I want or do the things I want to do. I can't pay my bills, or feed my family if I don't have money."
With a smile on my face I proceeded to tell this girl that when I left that evening I was gonna do what I always do, and that's go make my bank account grow as fat as I am..
See, she thought I was trying to be something I wasn't. Maybe a white person that hated white people? I don't really know. Really, I just thought her idea was fucking stupid and I wanted to get a rise out of her to entertain myself...
-veg
*Some parts of this blog are fictional and for the sole purpose of entertainment..
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