Okay, this morning I woke up a little late due to Jazzy Summer Nights downtown in Bmore last night and also hanging out at GoodLove Bar. So I get up, decide what to wear while in the shower (this is becoming QUITE normal for me), and get dressed. On my way to work, I stopped at Starbucks for my Grande Caramel Machiato (does this make me Teh gay?). So I get to my job and I finally find a decent parking space, and when I get out of the car, what happens?
I hit my foot on the curb, scuff my shoe, AND spill two splashes of coffee on my all-white, linen-esque (ya'll like that one), DKNY metrosexual (urban buzz word, people seem to like those. i.e. - hipster, corner boy, etc.) jump-off. To state it plainly, MY SHIRT!
So I gotta dedicate the rest of this post to the Dipset movie in which CamRon got some "'red' on his 'pink'."
"Yo, I got some BROWN on my WHITE! Imma call B, see why he blow the whistle so much. He blow the whistle so much, that's prolly why I got this f*cking brown on my white!"