Brown Privilege

[Mr Momentum & the Sidesteppers]

Shit man I know what I want for Christmas this year. I'm a big boy these days, need it in XL.



As seen from this bit

[Mr Momentum & the Sidesteppers]

OFFICIAL POST THEME: www.youtube.com/watch?v=vwbIS0mNng4

Holy shit, I had the most brown privilege experience of my life.

Thank GOD I'm brown



I was making my regular Thursday trip to grab Osmow's for lunch around 7pm. For the record, my driver's license and insurance policy is pure fraudulence and says I live in Cobourg. Obviously I was smoking weed, texting my girlfriend while driving and also blasting music. There's a stop sign right by the Hwy 27 and Finch plaza with a stop sign that never has anyone there. I half-stopped, and just kept rolling. After all I wanted to have as much time to devour that Osmow's as possible.

As I was in the middle of recording a voice message to my girl, I realized there were sirens behind me. I lowered the passenger window, chucked the spliff out and then put my AC on full blast. At first I was confused, was this as ambulance? It didn't look like a cop, nor had I seen one. I pulled over and got out of the car, it was an unmarked vehicle. I heard a megaphone from the car say, "Stay inside the vehicle". I complied.

As I scrambled to gather my fraudulent license and insurance policy, I realized my car still stank of ganja (and I mean, literally everyone comments that my car constantly reeks of weed, even when I haven't smoked all day). Also my girlfriend was still sending me a flurry of texts. Before I had time to hide my tin full of extra prerolled spliffs, the cop pulled up to my window. I shit you not, there was weed smoke still billowing out of the windows as I rolled it down and said "Hello Officer".

The cop was brown.

Basically, unless this cop's nose was literally broken, there was no fucking way he couldn't smell the shitton of weed smoke coming out of my car. I gave him my license and insurance, fully expecting to end up losing them. "You know why I stopped you right? You failed to stop at that stop sign." I proceeded to engage in what MF Doom would refer to as 'running up your mouth bill'. I basically pointed to the Osmow's, told this guy how I was in a rush to eat lunch, didn't realize I didn't fully stop, didn't have much time to eat lunch, I work just down the road. I don't remember much of what I said because I was just 99% sure I was probably going to be arrested. Again, smoke was still clearly billowing out of the car, directly into the cop's face.

"You work down the road huh?"

"Yes sir."

"... and this is your current address?"

"Yes sir."

"... Alright. Beautiful. Just watch those stop signs. You have a good night sir, and drive safely."

AND THAT WAS FUCKING IT.

Holy shit I have never felt browner in my entire life.

Being brown in Toronto is like being white in midwest America.

HOLY SHIT I LOVE BEING BROWN