I’ll have to wait until I go home - can’t get Youtube @ work.

My other favorite part of that routine was when the neighbor walks up, eating something out of your refrigerator, looks around at the squad cars and says “Hey! Here ya got ROBBED!”

That guy cracks me up - not quite as much as Eddie Murphy’s Aunt Bunny falling down the stairs (my shoe!), but still…

- MuscleDaddy

http://michelleobamasuicidewatch.blogspot.com/

Funny as Hay-Ull!

- MuscleDaddy

So now that you have, do I have to give you a hat tip once I do?

Not that I don’t link to Snoop enough as it is…

But I’ll admit, it became about 10x funnier after I got my current foster kids. Until then, every black I’ve known has been middle or upper class - in fact, when my sister-in-law’s boyfriend died, his party was held at the house of the VP of a railroad (Burlington Northern, I think). Guy had a TV that covered an entire wall, and everyone there was rich. Not rapper, nuevo rich. Freaking, My-kids-are-going-to-Harvard rich. All my black freineds in school were richer than me. No mean feat, but still. I’m just saying.

But now. Shit, Snoop. I’ve never seen three generations of “I don’t have a job and I don’t have an education and I don’t want either one and my kids are living with El B for a year so I guess I’ll just get pregnant again.” Chris Rock is letting these losers off easy.