ghetto life
Where you and three other friends order from the Dollar Menu at McDonalds. Then all four of you take out your change and you barely have enough to get one of those huge 69 cents sodas.
Cashier: Hi, how may I help you?
Customer: Can I get a cheeseburger?
Cashier: Yes, that will be $1.67 please. Is there anything else you would like to order?
Customer: Oh wait, I don't have $1.67.
Cashier: Well you can get the double cheeseburger, it's on the Dollar Menu and it's only $1.07 including tax.
Customer: Okay! I'll get that!
Customer One: I want a soda, but I don't have enough money to get one.
Customer Two: Ohh get one of those huge 69 cents soda they got here.
Customer Three: Yeah! Those are huge!
Customer One: But I still don't have enough...
Customer Four: Here I got some change.
*All four customers finally dig out a total of 68 cents and when they order it they beg the cashier to chip in a penny*
That is the way of ghetto life.
Customer: Can I get a cheeseburger?
Cashier: Yes, that will be $1.67 please. Is there anything else you would like to order?
Customer: Oh wait, I don't have $1.67.
Cashier: Well you can get the double cheeseburger, it's on the Dollar Menu and it's only $1.07 including tax.
Customer: Okay! I'll get that!
Customer One: I want a soda, but I don't have enough money to get one.
Customer Two: Ohh get one of those huge 69 cents soda they got here.
Customer Three: Yeah! Those are huge!
Customer One: But I still don't have enough...
Customer Four: Here I got some change.
*All four customers finally dig out a total of 68 cents and when they order it they beg the cashier to chip in a penny*
That is the way of ghetto life.
Ghetto life insurance
When you're life is so meaningless you go out of your way to get killed by the police or a city bus in the hopes that your surviving family who wants nothing to do with your sorry ass anyways will get half the money the courts award you at the taxpayers expense. The other half goes to the lawyers and Al Sharpton.
Yeah... He was a gud boy. He was get 'n his life back together. He was going to community college and trying to record his rhymes. He dindu nuff 'n and the police shot 'em. He goan git fat ghetto life insurance doh...