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That Fitted Is Hot, Son: You Dead, Playa?
By Chris Mottram | August 20, 2008
Yo, Angel, my man, that new Yankees fitted is hot, son! For realz. Where’d you cop that joint?
[Silence]
I’m sayin’ though, it’s tight, right? You got that soil, dirt, chocolate and earf tones in there, and the mo’fuckin’ argyle and shit. Shit’s hot, aight!?
[Silence]
Angel Pantoja Medina! I’m talking to you, playboy! You just gun stand there, ain’t say shit? What’s the deal, homie?
[Silence]
Aight look, for real, you been standing in this corner for three mo’fuckin’ days and shit, wearing them same fake ass Dolce and Gabbana shades and that broke ass chain. But, best believe, that fitted is hot, yo. That’s what I’m sayin’. I’m tryin to give you some love, son. Damn.
[Silence]
Fine then, fuck you, Angel. Bitch. That fitted is played out anyways. I’m out.
[Silence]
Topics: Going to Hell, Hot Fitteds |
6 Responses to “That Fitted Is Hot, Son: You Dead, Playa?”
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August 20th, 2008 at 1:44 pm
I never type LOL on the internet, but seriously, LOL!
Don’t ever write another blog, because you will never, and I mean never be able to top this post.
Motherfucking hilarious right here!!!!!!!!!!1
August 20th, 2008 at 1:56 pm
Typical Yankee fan at a party. Asshole in the corner no one wants to talk to.
August 20th, 2008 at 2:40 pm
Why so serious?
- D. Jeter
August 20th, 2008 at 4:31 pm
I, for one, would’ve loved to see Elijah Dukes’ reaction to this.
August 20th, 2008 at 4:36 pm
This, my friends, is why he’s the funny Mottram.
August 20th, 2008 at 6:13 pm
Later they propped him against the wall so he could “lean like a cholo”