Dilemmas of a Cancer Indian Trapped in the City

All my brothers eat shit food. Fucken garbage I tell you. My one brother bought some new 165 nikes “so he can workout in” he aint working out for shit. This man just stays in his bedroom and plays mindcraft. I swear it is on some fucken world of warcraft type shit. But yeah, anyways, so I go to the gym with him last week so he can floss off his brand new nike checks. I run, I like running. I got a fucked up knee, torn mcl, and meniscus back in the day, so yeah, I would be hella more active if I could cut proper and jump without fear of tearing it. shit hurts. But my brother he got two good knees, 18 years young, and is lazy. But ya, we are at the gym and I stretch before I run for 5 minutes, so does he, I say “bruddder, where you’re going to work outs uh” he says “I am going to ride the bike, fine sir” I was like b you just fucken stretched 15 minutes to pedal a bike. You bought 165 dollar shoes to ride a stationary bike?????? SHAKING MY MUFUCKEN HEAD. I said meh, okay you do what you want. So I run, tell em lets go, this guy stretches another 10 minutes, said “the fuck you stretching for” he said “my thighs” You would swear this guy did a spin class. lol he funny as fuck man. 

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But, he loves to eat fast food, like shit, he wanna be a cop and get in shape, but he eating like shit. Just always on some garbage shit. Spends all his money on fast food, snacks, and trying to impress white women. Wonder if he got his itty bitty wet yet. So moving on to my next brother, him he doesn’t like exercising, which is okay, he’s been that way his whole life. But today he told me he doesn’t eat much processed food. I had to laugh and said sure buddy. This guy kills white pasta like it is going out of style, jamaican patties, frozen dinners, etc,. He said honest “unless I eat out, I do not eat processed food” I couldn’t help but remind him how much he eats Tim Horton’s. Funny guys my brothers are, real funny guy. 

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Now moving on to me, you know I go thru spurts where I just do something weird. Or get in a mode where I just wanna workout, be in shape, and that’s it. Just determination and not stopping til I get where I wanna be. That’s how it’s always been, just overdrive and get it in. But I go wit my mom and my brother for a drive, *mindcraft brother* and he goes to a burger spot, it’s like 10pm,  he goes in and orders the x-tra size burger and fries, large coke. I pass, don’t eat the beef and yeah. So I come back in the car and my mom asks me if I am gonna get food. I said naw, it is late and I am watching what I eat. she says, wait for it “You sound like an old white woman” is what she told me. I just had my man hood checked by my mother. That’s how I feel right now. So I got chicken wings, slurpee, chocolate bar,  and some condoms to show her how manly I am. I came home, gave my slurpee, chicken wings, and chocolate bar to my “I don’t eat processed food” brother, and I had a spinach salad and drank water, cooked chicken breast for tomorrow’s lunch at school. Yeah, thats me… I am that guy… Gym tomorrow, finish assignments, study…. 

PS me and my non-processed brother got in a lil argument last night cause he brought home white buns, disgusting. Fuck white refrained grains and anybody who love it….