Negroes and Holidays
Happy Holidays everyone. Hide yo' purse, hide yo' wife, hide yo' kids. My roommate and I got our house broken into two weeks before Christmas, they stole all the electronics (except my old big back tv that I bought for a hot $75 in college). I knew I had not upgraded to a flat screen for a reason. How come it always gets so dangerous during the Holidays? Some people are paying it forward, paying for random citizens purchases or lunches. Other people are pulling us back, picking out ski masks and kicking in doors. It's a shame that a person can not be safe in secure in their own home. Thankfully we had just stepped out to go grocery shopping because Lord knows that if I was home I would have ran downstairs like "Whats up?!" and got clocked in my fool head. I don't know why instant danger doesn't scare me. It's afterwards that I wisen up like fool you could have been killed, but in the moment I'ma goon... heads straight to the strange noise ...