Why Paul George needs to holla at duns like Vin Baker & A.I. while he's still 25! "Te-Te em"

"What I do bruh!" 

Steven Pinker, the Canadian cognitive scientist and psychologist, once said, "No matter how inured you get to atrocities, you're still always stunned and shocked by how cruel and wasteful Homo sapiens can be." Julian Baggini,  the British philosopher, gave it to us like this, "It's not leftovers that are wasteful, but those who either don't know what to do with them or can't be bothered." Then the great Steve Wynn broke it down like a straight up playa at a hustla's convention in Gary when he spit, "If you run a business, if you are responsible for a lot of people, you come to grips with the reality that you have to have discipline. You have to protect the enterprise in order to take care of the employees. So, therefore, you can't be wasteful. You can't squander things, or you jeopardize other people." 

Well playas...somebody needs to send Paul George that transcript because he's squanderin' things (bread) and jeopardizin' other people (includin' himself) when he brain farts and says dumb things. Not even 24 hours after he snapped on live television blastin' the officiatin' and cursin' like Aunt Ester in an interview on the local Fox affiliate after a game that he and his homeboys WON on Friday night against the Brooklyn Nets. The NBA hit that dun with a $35,000 fine to match his foolishness. Now keep in mind that he's already paid a $10,000 fine after the season opener against Toronto for talkin' crazy about, guess who, the officials. So that's a total of 45 stacks in less than two months that this cat has just given away. Not out of the kindness of his heart but out of the ignorance of his mouth. 

Let's keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! And yes, I realize that the dun is gonna make $17,120,106 this year and he's got bread to burn, like the old timers used to say. However, when you've got that type of bread comin' in when you're 25 years old it seems like it's gonna last forever playboy but 70 percent of the time it doesn't. So when you're givin' it away at that pace it's not playa. 

Oh I'm talkin' crazy or like these young heads like to say, I'm hatin'? Well, Sports Illustrated broke it down like the G's and hustlas at that convention I was tellin' you about earlier. In March of 2009 they did an article entitled, "How (And Why) Athletes Go Broke"  that said: By the time they have been retired for two years, 78% of former NFL players have gone bankrupt or are under financial stress because of joblessness or divorce. And within five years of retirement, an estimated 60% of former NBA players are broke. Am I still hatin' playboy? I'm just givin' you the fact pimpin'!  

If you think I'm hatin' go ask the manager at one of these Starbucks out here named Vin Baker! That dun blew through more than $100 million in his NBA playin' career and his now managin' a freakin' Starbucks on whatever they pay a boy to do that. Why? Because he thought that the $100 million wasn't goin' anywhere when he was in his twenties. No my brother, he's workin' AT the Starbucks! He doesn't own it! 

Here's the dun that keeps calln' me a hater, "Vin Baker was an alcoholic bruh! PG ain't drinkin'! So he'll be just fine! He can say whatever he wants about the officials! He can afford it!" Okay, well tell him to holler and AI, Antwan Walker, Vince Young or any collection of duns that thought that they could do whatever they wanted to do while they were playin'! And yes, I know that A.I. supposedly has $32 million stashed away somewhere that he can't get to until he turns 50 or something like that. But the dun ain't 50 yet and he's broke today! Go holler at the 78 percent of former NFL players or the 60 percent of former NBA players sittin' around lookin' stupid because they can't get back the bread they GAVE AWAY when they were young doin' dumb stuff. And that's the edited version. 

It doesn't matter what they were into bruh, they're broke because they didn't think about bein' 40 years old one day. And on some real talk playa, I see this thing up close and personal while coverin'  the NBA and MOST of these cats around the league are takin' care of duns that don't need to be taken care of. Just because you're related to somebody doesn't mean that you need to be payin' for that fool to live. You're a millionaire not your Uncle, cousin,  Te-Te or homeboy from back in the day that are all GROWN. 

It makes since to take care of Big Momma and you're dad if they were instrumental in gettin' you to this point and they were strugglin'. I get it. My momma wouldn't be workin' either. But my homeboy and all of my cousins and aunties and uncles and my grown brothers and sisters gotta go to work. Why? Because that's how you end up broke by the time you're 40! And that's cool if you're dead at 40!! But most cats are gonna live past that. 

And givin' away 45 stacks in a two month period doesn't help the portfolio at all playa. Call me a hater but I just understand that the average salary in America is $29K and PG just gave away $16K more than the average dun with a job makes in an entire year because he didn't think before he opened his freakin' mouth. So if he's not thinkin' before he opens his mouth how much is he thinkin' while spendin' the other $17,120,061 he's gonna make this season. Stop me when I start lyin'! 

Playas Thesaurus: 
1) Spit: verb - to say
2) Dun: noun - the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It's whoever I'm talkin' about and its non-gender specific. 
3) Stack: noun - one thousand dollars
4) Pimpin': noun - the person that I'm passionately tryin' to get my point across to. 
5) Te-T: noun - ghetto for aunt playa.

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