Now dig this. I make another run to the liqour store the other night and I told the clerk to give me the half pint of absolute. She don't know her liqours so she pulls out the 5th, the pint, and then finally grabs the right one. She tells me she likes the small bottle. It's cute, it's pretty. Her co-worker co-signs, they ain't shutting up about the pretty bottle, and I'm like the WTF?
I ain't getting the bottle cause it's cute, I ain't thinking that shit bout no damn bottle. They look at me crazy and start partronizing a nigga. Talking bout they'll call it something manly next time. I'm like you fucking right you will.