i need a hoody hood nigga

i often talk about the type of men i want. he has to be really smart, well educated, professional and highly motivated. he needs to be a little bit boughie … and have a highly respectable career. lawyers and business men usually rank high on this list. this is the “extreme” version … but i often talk about my search for a black male professional similar to myself.

but … sometimes … every once in awhile … i yearn for a hood nigga.

i don’t mean someone who just grew up in a rough area … or just someone who had a hard knock life … i mean an all out, die for his turf, didn’t finish high school, wants to start his own rap label, drug dealer … hood nigga. one that embodies every negative stereotype associated with my people.

i’ve told this to my female friend … it’s the quickest way i know to make them shudder.

i’ve told a couple of my male friends about this desire … they just remind me to make sure I bring my own condom.

i don’t even have enough hood in me anymore to relate to this person … and he might not be able to indulge my fetish for intelligence … but there are a few things that make this mythical creature a fantasy of mine:

--he would cut someone for me

nice to know i got a guy who is ready to fight any dude whose ass needs cutting.

--olive garden is impressive

he can get his them all you can eat breadsticks and will be throuroughly impressed by the free wine he’ll get while waiting for the table.

--constant ego stroke

a girl could get used to hearing “you're so smart” or “you speak so good” all the time.

--he’ll be a freak

i don’t know why … but I’m convinced that hood niggas do all the kinds of stuff that is beneath their “professional” brothers.



so that’s it … the desire comes along every once in awhile.

and please forgive this fit of ignorance … lol. don’t get all offended on me either … i'm totally kidding