" You better respect my J!!
Respect my J Chi-Chi!!!
Respect my J!!! "
Some things just humor me beyond the realistic realms of rationality.
One of those things that tickles me beyond the characteristics of reasonableness are when one screams something extremely hood with complete and utter disregarding insensitivity to any nearby, passing by, kind of guy.
Like the quote above for instance. Young Kenny was competing with young Harvey (Chi-Chi) in a basketball shootout during gym class. They would take turns shooting their J's until one missed you see.
So, afterwards in the locker room Kenneth feels the need to point the single thing that Chi-Chi is failing to provide him: respect in relation to his J. He obviously earned this respect earlier in the basketball game, and Harvey simply failed to recognize it.
Please don't ask why I find it funny, its just one of those things. I still bug Kenny about it to this day.
- A "J" is attempted basketball shot intended to go into the hoop and net from behind the three point line.
- Hood is simply a variation of the word ghetto. Or you could say something defined as hood could be defined as bursting with youthful rubbish. You choose.
These names were not changed for the safety of the individuals, sorry guys.
For the record don't listen to anything I have to say. I cant be serious.
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"...nothing feels good being under the gun."
"But the night brought sparks and the sparks brought flames..."
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