Welcome to Niggaville

As I stated in the earlier editions of this "hard hitting" editorial series, if you want to truly become a citizen of Niggaville, you can't just look and talk like the part, you have to truly become one with the nigga lifestyle!!! Which means you have to absorb every aspect of niggardom, down to the very last detail. So today, I took it upon myself to give you a condensed version of one of the biggest and most important details.....eating habits. Here are four of the most popular Niggaville Eatery's in Dallas Tx.

RUDY'S CHICKEN: This place has become a fucking hood phenomenon, it's damn near a historical landmark in Oak Cliff. Could it be the fact that their the only niggaz this side of the moon who actually season their chicken after they've cooked it, or maybe it's the paraplegic fries swimming in an Olympic sized pool of reused cooking oil.....oh, did I forget to mention the soggy ass bread tucked gently beneath all the aforementioned bullshit? Mmmmmm. If that didn't sell you, I'll throw in a jalapenos pepper that looks about as dry as Kat Stacks lady

parts. These are just a few things that make Rudy's Chicken such a pleasure palace for so many Negroes.

(See Lawrys Seasoning or Town Talk Bread)

SWEET GEORGIA BROWN: This is known as the Sunday meal spot for anybody who intends church in the Oak Cliff area. My early experience at Sweet Georgia had scared me off.....the meatloaf melted either in my mouth or disintegrated in commute (still not quite sure), but all my later experiences have been great. I defy you (Exept the actress who played Precious) to finish this humongous Spartan plate in one sitting...and live to tell about it. The rib and the beef tip plates made me slap the shit outta SOMEONE ELSES mom!(Cuz mines would kick my ass)

(See Black Churches or Ricky Rush)


GOODLUCK: I admit, I honed in on my niggadom here! This miniature jail cell....I mean restaurant, had some of the best link baskets and burgers I'd ever tasted up until around early 2000....now I have to order a link with my fucking "grease basket"!!! Whoever ruined the haven, I once knew as Goodluck deserves to have the book thrown at him...preferably a cookbook!!! This is easily one of the most hospitable places in the inner city though....nothing makes you feel more welcome than placing your order through iron clad bars and having your server slam a glass panel close in your face before you complete it. (See De-Greaser or A Strainer)

WINGFIELDS BREAKFAST AND BURGERS: Believe it or not, I LOVE damn near everything at Wingfields. I have to give it to the people of Niggaville...they have every reason in the world to love this delicious deathtrap. The pancakes are bigger than my face and the burgers are responsible for more deaths than Lil Jon records. (Yes, these are positives)

The only thing bad about this place, is the fact that the owners spent, 50 bucks tops buying this little ass shanti hut to serve burgers out of.

(See Heart Failure or Hypertension)