Ghetto Booty

I'd just like to say that I talked to my mother about writing this entry before I wrote it. That's my little disclaimer. With that said, let's move on.




My mother has a ghetto booty. These are not my words. This is a bad picture (unfocused), but it's the only one I have that illustrates my mother's bum. She has a serious ghetto booty, folks.

My mother sells car parts. As you have already guessed, this is a particularly male dominated field. So when she sells parts, there are lots of males around... staring at her butt. After waiting on a few customers, she stood behind the counter to wait on yet another male. She asked what he wanted, she told him to follow her so she could get it. That meant coming out from behind said counter. And when she did, this is what followed:

"Now I know why those guys were staring at you so bad!!!" said her latest customer, "You've got a ghetto booty!"

Mom just laughs and rolls her eyes heavenwards when someone says something like that, but let's be real here. I'm my mother's daughter. That means that I, too, could be on the fast track to ghetto bootydom.

This requires serious thought.

And no, I will not post a picture of my ass, thank you very much.