Stupidity is Funny

Business…here’s that Jump.
I read something really stupid this morning.  I don’t remember what it was, but it left me with the desire to share a story about one of the dumbest things ever done.
My dorm freshman, the infamous and dearly departed James P. Brawley Hall at Clark Atlanta University (can I get an MOB?), was always off the hook.  Most of the freshman males were in the same building, creating the possibility of great hilarity.  I’ve got plenty of stories from my year, but this time I’ll share a classic from two years after me.
So, since college freshmen have way too much free time, dudes would stage boxing matches at night in front of the dorm.  People would come and watch, particularly women who just like seeing stuff like that.  And, to accomodate the masses, a dude on the first floor would turn his speakers outside and DJ.
Since he was the DJ, he always had a mic.  What follows is why microphones in public places are always a bad idea.
Dudes were getting on the mic saying whatever.  Then, this dude Clayton–I think that was his name–grabbed the mic.
“Hey yo, this yo boy Pimp C.  Just wanna let y’all know if y’all want that fie green, come to room (insert number here).”
And someone did come–the police.  Right across from the patch of grass the matches took place on was the damn police station.