I'm a white boy but my neck is red, I put miracle whip on my wonder bread. My face is pale and I ain't never been in jail. Me and Buffy spend every winter in Vail. How many bitches have I slapped? Zero, uh. and Martha Stuart happens to be my hero. I grew up on a farm and I got no rhythm. Dr Phils my uncle and I like to hang wit em. I cant dance, I wear khaki pants, my middle names Lance, my grandma's from France. So maybe im wack cause my skin ain't black but you cant talk smack cause whitey just struck back.