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Sunday, November 4, 2012
Hood Games
A few of us got together to watch the Giants play the Steelers. The Giants lost the game, but we had a good time none the less. There are always a few moments of hilarity, but the most memorable this week was the topic of Michael Vick. I think he's an asshole for being involved with the dog fighting ring. Others felt differently. The central issue was whether he should be at fault for trying to help a family member make some money. I say, open a dry cleaner or something. Others say it's just black people doing what they know... I'm serious... Here's the direct quote,
"Look man, you can't fault black people for doing what we know. Dog fighting is normal down south. These are hood games."
::blink blink::
"WHHHHHHAAAAATTTTT?!! What the fuck are hood games, brooo?!?... RFLMFAO... gasp... Are you trying to say that... gasp... the knife fight... gasp... at the end of the Michael Jackson bad video... gasp... was ghetto fencing?!!... gasp... What other fucking sports are part of the Ghetto Olympics?!"
::EDIT-- I forgot the following --EDIT::
"I dunno... dice"
"DICE????!!!!!!!!"
We all laughed until tears rolled down our cheeks. I never did get an answer. Maybe next week.
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