So I was getting sunflower seeds at the gas station (yeah I'm a nigga) & there happened to be a dude there trying to get on.
As an aside, I always get hollered at when I'm not at my best. When a bitch is flawless; niggas never holla.
Anyway, so he's like, "aye boo, you tryna ride in my Challenger". So I look, and it happened to be two other people with him and one other person had a Challenger, also. I asked him how many cylinders it was and he said, "Oh you wanna act like you know cars huh? You don't know anything about cars".
I have a strong interest in cars because my dad has restored a couple. When I was younger #oombestfriends cousin used to sit on the porch at night and used to guess the car after just seeing the headlights.
Anyway, I told him to start it up and it sounded shitty so I told him, "you have a 6 cylinder...it ain't shit unless its an 8" and the dude face dropped. The other Challenger laughed and I said, "you can't say much, yours is a rental" and left while both of their mouths were often.
I can change my oil, suck a dick, cut hair and cook dinner all in the same day. I'm pretty fucking self-sufficient and don't NEED a man; I want one, and that's a pretty big damn difference lol.
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