Brandy Blogs: Chronicles of a Clown Bitch in a Clown Car

Fellas, would you trade a Rolls Royce for this shiny red clown car?

Imagine having a Rolls and all you want is this clown car so you dog the Rolls out and neglect it for this hunk of shit? Is it because it’s cheap, used up? Is it because you don’t have to maintain it? It’s low maintenance and you know the Rolls will require more money, time & work? I mean you’ll actually have to wash the Rolls and keep it clean but the clown car can stay dirty and no one will even notice how dirty the bitch is. Nobody’s checking for putt putt and absolutely nobody wants it. It’s mediocre. Regular, like 87 octane gas.

Is it because the clown car is less intimidating? Are you afraid of the Rolls Royce attention? Is it because it’s more attention than you have ever had and all you ever got was clown car attention?

Mr Knock a Freak Hoe Up, let’s ask you. You prefer those dirty clown cars over a shiny clean Rolls, so enlighten us. What gives? Oh let me guess, luxury maintenance? That 93 octane alone gonna run you a steeper price.

Stick with the cheap stuff and gas up my boy.

Let’s ride. I’m outside.