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Notable Hoodrat Inventions

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For all the (deserved) hell that professional golem Eric Williams is receiving for splashing water in his ex-wife’s face during last week’s edition of Roundball Ratchets, you kind of have to step back and admire the ingenuity these reality show participants have consistently exhibited. Knowing that punches, slaps, spitting, and face mushes can get you kicked out of houses and kicked off shows (Well, can get you kicked off shows if your name isn’t Tami Roman), the blitzkrieg water splash — as quick as it’s deadly — is actually a pretty clever way to circumvent the rules while still managing to achieve your goal of blatant disrespect.

What makes the blitzkrieg water splash even more inventive is that, if done correctly, it can achieve the pinnacle of hoodrich hoochie disrespect: intentional lacefront impairment.

The prevalence of this “invention” shouldn’t surprise anyone, though. Throughout history, hoodrats — in this sense, “hoodrat” isn’t gender or even income-level specific. Eric Williams is just as much of a hoodrat as Kat Stacks  — have a history of developing and pioneering things that prove to be just as resourceful and practical as they’re uncouth and cringe-worthy.

Noah, the world’s first recorded hoodrat, actually initially built the arc just so he could put it in his backyard and “impress the bitches on his block.”¹ Right when he was about to equip it with a new set of shiny, 26 inch wooden planks he leased from Rent-N-Roll, God came a calling with that flood mess and changed his plans, forever changing him from Hood dude to hero.

Hot ghetto Old Testament messes aside, here’s a few more welcome additions to American culture that hoodrats have pioneered.

The Booty Clap

Now, for all we know, they could have been booty-clapping in the Serengeti hundreds of years ago. Maybe the real reason Napoleon shot the nose off of the Great Sphinx was that he was just royally pissed and embarrassed that a couple especially sneaky booty-clapping Nile river strippers managed to get him for all of his travel cash.

But, since we don’t have any documented footage of that occurring, we’re best to assume that the booty clap — an awesome spectacle of creative debauchery that manages to incorporate the rhythmic ethos of our ancestors with an impeccably proper control of the glutes and a tinge of typical hoodrat ratchedness — was probably invented at a BBQ in a Gary, Indiana basement within the last 30 years.

Regardless of when it was first launched, the booty clap has been a great addition to our lives; extending the reach of numerous strippers, spawning many stripper’s children, and — in an act that completes the circle of life — paying for pole dancing classes for these doomed bastard stripper children.

The Argument Emphasis Clap

Although I’m not exactly sure why hoodrats seem so enthused with the idea of clapping things, I do know that I appreciate the argument emphasis clap — what happens when they get angry and start punctuating each syllable with an increasingly loud clap of the hands — because I know that if I happen to hear that while I’m at a club, it’s probably time to find the nearest escape route.

The Sagged Pants Super Sprint

Like the booty clap, it defies the laws of physics. There’s absolutely no way in hell that a man with his pants down to his f*cking knees still should be able to run a sub 4.3 40. But, as we all know, physics stopped f*cking with the hood like 30 years ago, which is why, while I was leaving my barbershop yesterday, I was able to witness a 16 year old waddle 200 yards under 9 seconds while he was running from a cop.

Why this isn’t an Olympic event yet is news to me.

The Male Pregnant Belly Beater

In one of his best stand-up performances, Dave Chappelle said (paraphrasing) that you can tell you’re in the hood when  you see random babies just walking around the neighborhood at night. This may be true, but an even more reliable marker of the hood is seeing fat men walking around with wifebeaters who are either completely unaware of their fatness or completely apathetic to it.

If you’re not clear on exactly what I’m talking about, go to the 20 second mark of this video and pay attention to the Beanie Siegel doppelgangers dancing (in a quite pause worthy fashion, mind you) near the baseline.

But, although it may annoy and disgust, the male pregnant belly beater is a welcome throwback; an eff you to the rest of the world’s hang-ups about body image, fashion, and sweat glands that we can all learn from.

Anyway, people of, I’m sure I’m forgetting a few. Can you name any other notable hoodrat inventions? Things hoodrats have invented that have actually made the world a much better and much more entertaining place?

¹This may or may not be in the version of the Bible that you read

—The Champ

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  • Kool-Aid as hair-dye.

  • Fake spinning rims. For real, I saw a mini van (you read that correctly) with pie tins (I am dead serious) as spinners. It was a circa 1988 wood paneled Town & Country that was spray painted instead of getting a real ice cream pain job. I died a little inside when I saw it

  • Combination hairstyles. Rednecks can have their mullets! Hood aggins will take that mullet and raise you with a one-sided shave with hearts and stars carved into it. See generally, any episode of Martin featuring the sensational salon owner, Shenehneh Jenkins (sp.). See also, in Living Color’s Ugly Wanda.

  • Quick Weave…

    P-poppin’ on a handstand…

  • spottieottiedarlin


    -the gold tooth
    -Jungle Juice
    -the street/metro vendor
    -the teardrop tat
    -the praying hands tat

  • The destruction of basketball fundamentals and teamwork – And 1.

  • naturalista88

    The new boom box – aka, cell phones w/the ringtone blasting like it’s a mini radio. Maybe it’s made everyone else’s life better, but not mine >_<

  • Ha! I enjoyed that display of douchebaggery by Eric Williams…

    And I am sure Jennifer was thinking about him for the next two weeks… I’m sure she is even more wet for him, than before she took a glass to the face…

    On a serious note, it is sad that I have black men like that who are unofficial spokepersons for how negroes act…

    That is why we have to make distinctions between Blacks & N****s…


  • Mo-VSS

    I see your quick weave, p-poppin on a handstand and ghetto combo hairstyles and raise you the following:

    1) The lip smack. I hate’s that pop that girls (and gay men) usually do right after they say “uhm” or “that bytch doe” or anything else low class and caliber. The lip smack/pop is the quintessential ghetto/hood fab go-to thang.

    2) Fake thugs…for every real thug there are about 3.7 fake thugs running around laying claim to murders they didn’t commit, hos they ain’t bag and money they ain’t got. Think f*ggot-ass Chauncey from Menace.

    3) Ghetto luv…notice I didn’t but “love” but “luv” cuz those folks don’t know how to love right. One minute it’s me and my bytch and the next it’s f-k them other hos cuz I’m down for my nigs. Either way, ghetto luv is everything that is wrong about life wrapped up in the herp for good measure.

    4) Freaking black’n’milds…for those of you unfamiliar with this practice, it’s taking the filter out of the black and mild and refilling it with the same tobacco you just took out in order to get somewhat high. It’s awesome…and hood fab all at the same time.

    5) Line dances that incorporate/encourage booty clap…nuff said. LOL

  • Can you name any other notable hoodrat inventions? Things hoodrats have invented that have actually made the world a much better and much more entertaining place?

    World Star Hip Hop. I don’t know if it’s made the world better or entertaining but, other than Basketball Hoes, this is the hoodratiest thing I could think of at the moment.

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