I’d like to take the time to discuss an important idea to keep in mind when one chooses to become a mogul and that, of course, is not getting hustled yourself. When you’re a mogul, you do the hustling… not the other way around. In this account, which should be used for learning purposes, I’ll tell the tale of the one time Emcee X and JP Swiss were hustled… and you can be damn sure it’ll be the last.
As the mob squad knows, Emcee X and JP Swiss work at a bookstore. JP Swiss and I were arguing over whether Guy Fieri, of Food Network fame, was a cool dude. I mean all he does for a living is 
drive a sweet car around the county and eat, seems pretty baller to me. However JP convinced me that in all reality he looks and acts like a douche, it took some time but after a few weeks I changed my opinion on him to match JP’s. So from then on, it was a massive two-month hate-fest on Guy Fieri. Then when Emcee X and JP Swiss decided it was time for us to start to hustle the game and make some cash for ourselves we decided to set up the first mogul meeting to discuss our future money making ventures. We decided on T.G.I. Friday’s as the venue to hold said monumental event and a few drinks into our meeting we realized that the unthinkable had just occurred… we had just been hustled. Friday’s as everyone knows uses Fieri as there spokesman and we had just unknowingly gave him some of our hard earned cash! All in all, Fieri just hustled us and this whole time we considered him to be non baller status, he was hustling us from the get go. Seriously, how the fuck did we not know that during our mogul meeting, our mogul meeting of utmost importance where we were discussing among other things, hustling anyone and everything, we were the ones who were actually being hustled!
Let this be a lesson to all mob squad members and actually everyone reading the blog, don’t get drawn into the long con, or the Fieri as M.O.B. now calls it, don’t let someone hustle you, you do the hustling.
Emcee X
As someone who considers himself a legit baller, I too must admit that I've fallen victim to the cunning Fieri.
ReplyDeleteI also found myself at Friday's, perusing a menu featuring items promoted by Fieri as "Just the right amount, for just the right price." I decided on a dish fit for a true mack- a kick ass steak. Upon the arrival of this sad, sorry-ass piece of meat, the painful reality hit me hard...I'd been hustled.
At that point I realized that no one tells a true pimp how much he should be eating or how much money he should be spending on his dinner. And most importantly, a devout disciple of ballin', hustlin', pimpin' and rollin' should never ever listen to someone who still wears his sunglasses on the back of his head and still has bleached hair.
Damn you Fieri. And damn you too, Fridays.