Even my roommates from South Central called me "nigga"

I just remembered, I had a dream a few nights ago. In my dream, I was back in my CSUN dorm during my sophomore year. There were a bunch of naked chicks and even that jackoffable chick from the PWG show who wears the flower in her ear. I'm sure I know what it's based on.

In real life, my black roommates from South Central had sex with some white chick named Alison, 1 by 1, on the same night. They told me to take a turn and Alison was cool with it. But I was too intimidated to have sex in front of a bunch of naked black dudes watching. So I passed. Sure, there are times when I look back at that and my conscience yells at me, "You idiot!" But oh well. I was still able to bust a #3 to that Alison chick.

I'm still sore from my new workout 2 days ago, but went to the gym anyway after just cereal, a banana and MET-Rx Amped RTD. My metabolism burned it all by the time I got there. Had to pace myself 'cause I thought I was gonna pass out. Had to drink my Ensure for extra calories before completing 150-something pushups.

DISCLAIMER: I'm exempt from being labeled a racist when saying "nigger" 'cause I'm a nigga myself. Don't believe me? Then ask the crackers who called me a "nigger" once upon a time.

So I was at the Americana when I nearly got ran over by ... some nigger bitch! Seriously? The reason why this is noteworthy is 'cause normally the armos are the cause of all car accidents in Glendale. So this was unexpected.

But then when I was driving home and proceeding with my right of way, I nearly got hit by an armo who sped past his sign that clearly read: Yield to oncoming traffic. Go figure.