Dear Ghetto

Mr Ghetto,

I want to thank you for manking my drive to and from work a colorful one. I want to say how honored I am to see the commentment you have to your fans. The intavative ways tricking out a corola are breathe takening. When the rims cost more than the car, that is pure brilince. My favorite, which is got to exprience today is the snaggled tooth, gold grill teeth that cut me off several times without a blinker.

I know the honda he was driving was probably stolen and that was the need for the speed as all the young kids say now days. My only wish when he almost took off the front of my truck was that he used a blinker. I would have given him the finger, but since I figured he was still packin the heat from just jacking the car, I decided not to. Instead Mr. Ghetto, I give you the finger.

Please Mr. Ghetto, die!