If the piece don't FIT...don't force it.

I love Boston! All parts...the hood, the classy and the trashy. All States are broken up into those three categories...Well I don't think Vermont has a hood...but you know what I mean.
Bostonian Accents love them...I have a hard time saying my fear "I'm afraid of the Daahk" but what can you do? In all honesty, I think us Bostonians should start pronouncing our "S's" like "Z's" and be extremely annoying. We would be the city of champs who has never heard of the two words "articulation" and "diction".

Soooo here' s a little Bostonian Story...
I was in the hood part of Dorchester (where the Duck Tours don't go) at a hair salon getting a roller set. Place didn't take credit card, people were singing and dancing to "Bust it Baby" between waxing girls' eyebrows, and above all it took me soo long to get my hair dry because I kept sweating since they didn't have AC.

I was sitting in my stylist chair that was all duct taped up and this enchanting alcholic/crack head hustler comes into the salon. He goes "excuse me ladies...does anybody want to buy any hats?" This guy was selling bootleg "B" hats with small Bs all over them...in a variety of colors. How do I know they were a bootleg you ask? well for two reasons.
1. Lids don't sell hats like that.
and
2. The main "B" had a lil too much swagger. It was damn near cursive!

Hair Stylist 1: What kind of hats are they?
Hustler 1: You know just regular hats. They're fitted *turns hat around* see?
Hair Stylist 2: How much are they?
Hustler 1: Five dollas
Hair Stylist 2: I'll take 4 for $20
Hustler 1: Yea I can do that
Hair Stylist 1: Aight let me get two of them
Hustler 1: Aight thank you miss
Client 1: I thought you said these were fitted hats...because this shit is not fitting.
*Laughter from the entire salon*
(Hustler 2 -also looking crackheadish... walks in with a big black bag)
Hair Stylist 1: Oh boy now what is he selling?!
Hair Stylist 3: He ain't selling shit that's his supervisor!
*Laughter from the entire salon*
Hustler 1: Where's my other hat!?!?
Hair Stylist 2: What you talkin about? I just bought 4 and she bought 2!
Hustler 1: No NO I had 8 hats!
*He stumbles on over my way*
Hair Stylist 1: Okay man no falling on our clients!
Hustler 1: But where's my other hat at?! I had 8!
Client 1: You said I could try it on? You knew I was going to buy it.
Hustler 1: oh okay that will be 10 dollas
Client 1: uh huh you were selling these shits for 5!
Hustler 1: Yea, I can do that.

haha you have to take the good with the bad.

Peace, Love, and hippiness

Jam



*~G-Chat~*
me: eww this dude totally creeped on me through a glass door
lindsay: hahah watt
me: idk it's brockton anything happens down here
lindsay: apparently so
im goin the gym but...my nanner just brought over chicken parm
sooo i just wolfed that down
and now i cant move