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man, i'm tired.. been tired.. been grinding.. been working.. been slaving.. been ridiculous..

yea, ridiculous.. which reminds me..

Tracy Morgan..

what's up with this dude? i met him in the BX one night (real late).. dude was out there looking like a Busta Rhymes video shot in 1995.. woo-ha, got you all in check.. those type of outfits.. it was what it was.. but as i see him on Scare Tactics, 30 Rock, commercials for VH1, etc, i'm lost.. every time i hear this dude, it always sounds like he just learned how to talk.. what part of the game is this? how does he keep getting a job? yeah, he's funny from time to time, but do we really think he's THAT funny, or is it funnier because he's 2 steps away from the reading level of a slave? i could be wrong..

Fast Food Employees..

over the weekend, we (a group of us) were rolling deep.. after a nice long ride we find ourselves at Mickey D's.. there was too much going on there.. outside, 3 latino-looking employees sat inside of their car on what it seemed like was a break.. but they parked in the spot directly in front of the door.. granted, i've only worked at Taco Bell for 2 months, so my experience w/ that type of employment is limited to about 14 years ago.. but i was almost positive employees could not park in the "premium" parking spots.. but oh well, i ain't knocking the hustle.. but anyway that sets the table..

we go inside and we all order together.. i think that alone scared the young Black dude that was taking our orders.. but he takes them.. 1/2 the way through, his register went down.. so we had to move to the other register.. he helps us.. 1/2 of us order the 99 cents sweet tea w/ our value meals.. i've done this before.. i never pay more, nor do i ask for a discount, as i have ordered a cheaper drink.. it's cool.. not here.. he passes all of us the medium size cup, not the sweet tea cup.. that's a sticking point right there.. this tea is only provided in the larger 99 cents sweet tea cup.. w/out the sweet tea, this cup wouldn't exist.. that's the background.. so when dude gives me the medium cup, i reminded him that i was getting tea.. he agreed.. so, umm, yea.. why don't i get the sweet tea cup? he responds saying that the computer doesn't allow that.. and that if i wanted it, i would have to pay extra.. y'all know me, so y'all know i (and the group) grilled him to the point that he dang near had a panic attack..

pause, i forgot a good part of the story.. when his first register went down, the manager came to help.. this chick had coodies.. her elbows were covered in some form of rash.. it messed us all up.. this older white lady had coodies.. that slowed down our order times, as we all started to peep where this manager was going to go, and who's order she would touch.. keep in mind she didn't wear gloves.. but in this case, this chick needed a sleeve.. she needed to hit up Iverson for his joint, or maybe Kobe.. shoot, D.Wade's elbow pad might be more like it.. that chick had coodies..

unpause..

so, we ended up giving dude 75 cents more just to get the cheaper cup.. then the tea wasn't at its best.. sigh..

John McCain..

eat a dick..