I was in a discount grocery store recently called Price Rite. I’m not trying to imply it’s ghetto, but let’s just say that it is. So here’s the scene. I’m rounding the corner of an aisle, when up ahead of me are two black dudes, one pushing a half full cart, the other, clad in a baseball hat and leather jacket. As they pass me, the gentleman in the leather jacket spots a display of cereal that apparently he enjoys. At this point he turns to his buddy and, as he grabs one of the boxes of cereal says, totally straight face and 100% serious,
“Yeah, let me get some of these Crunch Berries”
Then, as he puts the cereal in the cart, he looks at his friend, again 100% serious and goes,
“That’s what I’m talking ‘bout!”
Let me tell you something about this completely true story. I am unfortunately, the furthest thing from what one would consider to be “ghetto” or “gangster”, but I know one thing for sure. There is nothing gangster about children’s cereal.
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