Ghetto-Fabullosity crossing the border.

I should have studied philosophy. I am a walking dictionary of unanswerable questions. Like the age-old can men and women be good platonic friends? Or the one I am struggling with today. No people it is not one of my why aren't men's chest hollow so that the breasts can fit questions. Although I still think that should be pondered a bit more than the few minutes of laughing it normally gets. Men and women are supposed to fit perfectly right? Well, then make them fit. Like a puzzle.
The question of the day is: why are men attracted to obviously wrong women?
Ghetto women usually have ghetto boyfriends but I bet you a lot of money that most men secretly want to be with the Miss Ghetto-Fabullous. That's right, fabullous with two l's. I know you are going to tell me that they don't take those girls to meet their mothers ... yes, yes I know but in the meantime it is damn frustrating.
Your next argument is going to be that women also like thugs and I agree. Most of them anyway ... me, I think smart men are the sexiest. Give me a smart man above a thug any day. Besides, it is the quiet ones that are better where it matters.

So world out there, why would a semi-intelligent man dip in the ghetto pool?

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