...& then one of us woulda popped up and started wandering around like tha pink pot bellied pig on two legs you were, fucking mimicking you, all " who fucked me😭with my own words?!🤣?!My Career!"...sounding like Mark Curry imitating Diddy 😁in yo face😶‍🌫️. Because everybody's fn Crazy in Cleveland.

The Angel, giggling cuz she do miss the veracity of her countrymen from time to time.

IN Cleveland speak being a niggardly motherfucka was EEOC in the 80s-2000s.

As in…. “Lookit Dis Nigga here…how WE ruined your fn career? Y’old creepy , crepe-y ass mad and mollified ya sins ain’t Absolved by calling on tha blood of Our Patron Saint of Comedy Richard Pryor who WE all know never liked yo’ ass? We ain’t say the shit motherfucka, you did!How tha fuck YOU Thinkyo ignorance is on our asses in any way otha than like tha ‘shit on a shoe’ that Is even having ta work with yo azz is beyond Me~”

…all expressed with a glance , a brow and a muttered “dis Nigga~”

ah… the sheer, poetic beauty of patois.