To me, I'm the epitome of what a ghetto child is: I was raised by a single parent; I stayed in apartments my whole life; I don't think I've ever cut the grass.

As I said, I spent most of my adult life thinking I didn't have a vote, and therefore that what I thought didn't matter.

I had incorrectly, for all of my adult life until 2008, believed the biggest voting myth that exists - that ex-felons cannot vote.

Then I put a fat rabbit on a Craftmatic!

Known to act a donkey on the camel-toe, then take the camel-toe and turn it into casserole

I think I'm one of the illest dudes out with the dress code.

If you a chicken head, go somewhere and lay some eggs