I run in dollar tree with my little sister to buy her some candy..some old wrinkled dusty ass white lady is like " you guys can cut ahead
" so while I'm paying for my two items this old bytch gonna say " Yeah, I let you guys cut in front of me
...even though all this stuff I'm holding is hurting my arm"
bytch, ain't nobody tell you to be nice, and when you do something nice you don't regret it right after wtf
. I think she wanted me to be like " OH NO MY WHITE QUEEN IT IS OK PLEASE PAY FOR YOUR FINE GOODS, BECAUSE YOUR TIME IS WORTH MORE THAN MINE" Do cacs hate us so much that when they treat us kinda decent it kills them inside...funny how we dark on the outside, but they darker in the inside
on't move to the race track