Met a breh in the yard today. His name was...Brehbry.
Brehbry: You ever look up the word "black" in the dictionary?
Me: What for?
Brehbry: Did you ever study anything that wasn't part of some troll?
Me: What the hell for, breh?
Brehbry: Go on, fool. The pawgs are lining up, waiting for you.
Me: Okay, okay. Show me, breh.
Brehbry (
Pulls out coli's dictionary, flips to Bs): Read how they define "black."
Me: Black, (blak), adj. destitute of light, color of burnt mud, ratchet, ghetto, guilty, bad, Michael Jackson, lover of "phat" ass white girls, wide-nose breathing all the cac's air, 1 star, neg rep, dap/undap.
Brehbry: Now go to "cac."
Me (
turns to Cs): Cac, (kak), adj. embodiment of light, color of pure snow, classy, distinguished, innocent, good, Michael Jackson, lover of pretty and white girls, narrow-nose breathing non-black air, 5 stars, pos rep, double dap.
Brehbry: You see.
Me: That's bullshyt.
That's a cac's dictionary. Ain't all these cac's books?
Brehbry: Sure ain't black books. But that ain't no reason to get low. Be proud. We here. The coli is ours. But, right now, it feels...it feels like the whole coli is against us. So study, be strong, and don't cry no more. You're gonna' get The Robert Horry Dilemma free.
Me: