Po Boys Make Me Dance!

Whatup mi gente… Rico is about to talk about a samich…. and YES… I said SAMICH!!! Not sandwich… a sandwich is somethin’ ya mama made ya to take to school and I loves my mama but this aintcha mama’s sandwich… but one of Ms. Fredrica Delacroix’s famous, delightful and dare I say even SEXY roast beef po boy sammiches…

See… I’ve made a deal with Freddie… I’m givin’ her Salsa dancin’ lessons and in return she’ll make me a roast beef po boy anytime I want! Of course Rico doesn’t indulge in these babies every day, but even if I did, my amazing genetics would allow me to eat them and not gain an ounce of fat… can’t say the same for Freddie who really has to work at keeping slim. Saw her just yesterday fly by with her Puma shoes and dove shirt… she was hardcore runnin’ off the guilt with the red earbuds and iPod in the Nike iPod Arm Band.

And seems she’s starting to do that a lot, run off that guilt that is. See, I hear tell that Aristotle bought her a membership to the Cheesecake of the Month Club. Now, I’m no detective or nothin’, but this is weird. Aris buying her thoughtful gifts and then Freddie askin’ for Salsa lessons instead of payment for her sammiches which is really weird because I just got done givin Aris Salsa dancin’ lessons too… I wonder… nah.