bitch, please is sassy for don’t go there or who are you kidding? when a story is so inflated with such bull and naivety, you can’t help but think bitch, please.
when i sprinkle a bitch please in a story you have to imagine me saying it like will smith as the fresh prince of bel-air. full on snap, head turn to the right, pouty lips and the scoff.
ok, so now i have you singing/humming the fresh prince theme song. dammit: chillin’ out max relaxin’ all cool, you know shootin’ some b-ball outside ma school when a couple of guys were up to no good.
