what’s the Chance I look like a real punk-ass fool?
Black clowns are such an oddity that when I saw one as I was flipping the channels last night I was drawn to it like a redneck to bad beer. Low and behold it was just one of the “stars” of those high brow VH1 reality shows called Real Chance of Love. The guys on the show go by the names of Chance and Real, hence the pithy title, and are so over the top they are unintentionally hilarious. Chance is a gold toothed, do-rag, flat brimmed side-saddle hat wearing stunner of man sporting the obligatory chain that goes from the belt to nowhere in his down-around-the-ass pants Real simply keeps it real in his pimp gangsta outfits and a Tina Turner wig. Trying to figure out what the bits of ridiculousness spewing from both these guys requires a degree in Hood Ebonics though if you pay attention to the ghetto hand gestures you can almost get the whole jist of the thing with the mute button on.
These guys are so over the top they are caricatures of caricatures. The best and funniest part is that they really believe that they are God’s gift to women. In reality, pun intended, it’s only the tugged-up thong wearing hood-hos that are looking for this kind of love. And don’t even think about honing in on one of these beotches ‘cause they won’t hesitate to go medieval on your crazy looken’ foo’ ass. Just keeping it real, ahriet.