was on BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) other day and read this in the Nov. issue of EAST BAY EXPRESS....pretty funny....written by Susan Goldsmith & Eric K. Arnold......check it.....
Forty water, you should pay heed /
Be a buppie, go uppity, learn the BlackHawk creed /
forget the mobbity mobbity /
diversify your portfolio and become snobbity snobbity/
yadda yadda yadda bla de be blahdity /
Really, Earl, don't you know lounging in sweat suits is so terribly gauche /
correct attire is polo whites over croquettes, not toast /
by the way, we call them "trophy wives" not "ho's" /
to be completely frank, we're not at all concerned /
with your ghetto celebrity status, although apperantly hard earned /
although you can conjugate nouns and verbs /
it's a different world living in the suburbs /
surrounded by people, originally from Connecticut /
who, too, know the difference between a subject and a predicate /
although we country clubbers can't help but admire /
the oft-stated fact that you aspire /
to sport iced out gold Rolexes /
we dont pop our collars, allow us to inform you, er, holler there's no wee smoking in our Lexuses /
we're not trying, dear fellow, to flambostulate /
but the only marinating we do is with tri-tip steak /
foget going sideways, if you must smob /
instead concertrate on being a rich snob /
Mr. Stevens, it truly behooves you to change your ways /
only mention brocoli with hollandaise /
put away the Carlos Rossi, let us show you how to be flossy /
wear hand tailored suite when sippin Chianti /
lunch with a Du Pont fils, up to Tahoe with Jet Skis /
and say Bless You, not Damn Motherfucker, should someone sneeze /
lmao............and they wrote it just like that, like if it was a verse....
Forty water, you should pay heed /
Be a buppie, go uppity, learn the BlackHawk creed /
forget the mobbity mobbity /
diversify your portfolio and become snobbity snobbity/
yadda yadda yadda bla de be blahdity /
Really, Earl, don't you know lounging in sweat suits is so terribly gauche /
correct attire is polo whites over croquettes, not toast /
by the way, we call them "trophy wives" not "ho's" /
to be completely frank, we're not at all concerned /
with your ghetto celebrity status, although apperantly hard earned /
although you can conjugate nouns and verbs /
it's a different world living in the suburbs /
surrounded by people, originally from Connecticut /
who, too, know the difference between a subject and a predicate /
although we country clubbers can't help but admire /
the oft-stated fact that you aspire /
to sport iced out gold Rolexes /
we dont pop our collars, allow us to inform you, er, holler there's no wee smoking in our Lexuses /
we're not trying, dear fellow, to flambostulate /
but the only marinating we do is with tri-tip steak /
foget going sideways, if you must smob /
instead concertrate on being a rich snob /
Mr. Stevens, it truly behooves you to change your ways /
only mention brocoli with hollandaise /
put away the Carlos Rossi, let us show you how to be flossy /
wear hand tailored suite when sippin Chianti /
lunch with a Du Pont fils, up to Tahoe with Jet Skis /
and say Bless You, not Damn Motherfucker, should someone sneeze /
lmao............and they wrote it just like that, like if it was a verse....
