If you live in the ghetto, advertising is done in the way of these damn little pieces of paper! Ahhh! Almost everday I will come out of my apartment & find one of these little prizes wedged into my door. Insurance, rug cleaning, ehh I don’t even know anymore. It’s hard to keep track. I could probably start collecting these like trading cards. I wish I could catch these guys & scream off the top of my lungs “No Mas cards!” Perhaps I will counteract this by putting my own flyer saying this. Arrrg!
While we’re picketing the eccentricities of the ghetto, can I throw one in the ring for myself? Stop it with the Watchtowers all ready. I ain’t never giving in.