While it is late at night I have decided to hit you with a little poetry, the name of poem is called "Dreams Are Illegal In the Ghetto." This goes out the the little boy or girl who grew up in the ghetto and told their peers that they wanted to be a doctor, lawyer, or President; and the only reply they got was "You cant be that because you grew up in the ghetto." This nightcap is for you, cheers! Check the video so that you can enjoy your nightcap.
Through out my talks with individuals, I always hear the phase,"If you come to my neck of the woods I will buy you a drink." Well I am calling you out. In Chicago the drinks range from $5 to $13. Click the Donate button to buy me a drink.
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