My teenage son, Mark and I were waiting outside the school this afternoon for his twin brother when a white mini van pulled up beside our car. Actually, we could hear it from half a block away because it was vibrating bass so loudly that our attention was captured quickly. In the front seat of the mini van was a kid wearing his baseball cap sideways and bobbing his head to the rhythm of the already overloaded speakers.
Apparently he thought he was THE BIG MAN sitting there in THE MINI VAN.
Mark And I looked at each other and grinned.
Mark said "Yo,Yo, Dog-- don't make me hit you with my extra cupholders" with such a straight face that I busted out laughing. Then he said "Don't make me shank you with my soda can".
Both of us were laughing so hard at this point that people were looking at us. To which Mark adds "Yo, I'd fight ya, but I have to pick kids up from soccer practice"--again with a straight face. By the time Jeremy got to the car, I was laughing so hard that I couldn't drive.
So--word up to all you wanna be "GANGSTAS": Ya just can't be a pimp daddy in your mama's ride.