When I was in the military, I was at a base in a known gang area of San Antonio. There was a young man in the unit that dressed the part, talked the part, had the tats and had a car that was the part. (Oddly, enough, I was a cop in an Military Intelligence Unit-I was the cop, he was "Intelligent")
He asked me why he kept getting pulled over when he was off base, visiting his friends in gang areas.
After a couple attempts to explain that failed, I finally said, "If you don't like being judged by a stereotype, don't work so hard to live up to it"
In the end, he still thought he was being "Picked on"
Anyway, he did me a favor when he was arrested for raping a gal and I never saw him again. I guess I didn't do such a great job
I want some spinners on my cruiser, at least 20 inch rims, a hot tub in the back, a kickin' system.
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That's the shizzle... maybe Snoop can ride along with me.
"He got weed"