10 Crucial differences between a gentleman and a ghetto man

Women will always tell you that they prefer a gentleman to a hooligan and over the years the concept of being a gentleman has slightly evolved. Here's 10 crucial differences between a gentleman and a ghetto man...



There used to be a time when men would open doors and walk on the edge of a sidewalk if a girl was present, but now some of you dummies will let the door slam on a lady’s face and let your nasty pant-sagging behinds walk on the inside of the street, while the lady is left to the roadside.

#1

The Gentleman: buys you nice jewelry for your birthday.
The Ghettoman: doesn’t buy you jack, ever. You see him, you give him sex, you give him love, and he gives you none a token of affection: ever. He’s basically just “tapping that a**” and constantly claims to have a fear of commitment. He doesn’t believe in “dating” anyone and has no clue about a gifting a woman for her birthday, Christmas, or any special occasion – even though he will spend a quarter of his paycheck on expensive crap for himself (e.g. another nasty-looking tattoo or a five-pound gold medallion shaped like Mickey Mouse…depending on just how ghetto he is).

#2

The Gentleman: sends flowers to your office to surprise you.
The Ghettoman: sends you not a damn, as mentioned previously, and wouldn’t know how to craft a “surprise” if his life depended on it. But, if he has an angelic moment, he might send you a pair of edible panties that taste like barbecue pork ribs.

#3

The Gentleman: loves telling you how beautiful you are.
The Ghettoman: loves talking about you in terms of your body parts. “Shawty got a fat a–, shawty, you so sexy, I’m gonna make you XXX tonight…” The only thing nice and honest this man can say to a woman happens during sex. He’s usually emotionally closed off and unable to tell any woman how deeply he loves her, cos he’s on that ghetto, tough love, cant-say-I-love-you to anyone crap and will likely grow old and lonely.

#4

The Gentleman: picks you up on time for every date in a clean, comfortable car.
The Ghettoman: asks if you can pick him up until he can get another bus pass. Typically though, he won’t even go on “dates.” He prefers to keep you at a safe distance so that you don’t discover that he’s grimy and has all kinds of internal shade going on. If you do go on dates and he does have a car, you’ll notice your “dates” with him are always in his trifling house, on his trifling bed.

#5

The Gentleman: picks up the tab when you go out to eat.
The Ghettoman: says you owe him some good loving for that expensive trip to KFC. (And you being the emotionally under-developed woman that you might be, STILL give him some good loving despite all that! SMDH).

#6

The Gentleman: kisses you in ways that make your toes curl.
The Ghettoman: has to remove his platinum grill so he can “tongue you down somethin proper.” Alternatively, this type of man has poor dental hygiene and if indeed your toes curl after he kisses you, it’s because his mouth germs are so bad, they’ve caused you to grow some toe fungus.

#7

The Gentleman: dresses impeccably and has a sense of style.
The Ghettoman: throws on jeans and a white tee shirt to every event and has his raggedy little underwear popping out from his sagging jeans–all the time! For goodness sakes, PULL THAT MESS UP! Grown-a** man!

#8

The Gentleman: makes love to you with romantic music in the background
The Ghettoman: thinks that loud rap music detailing menages-a-trois and big donkey-donks is great music for getting your freak on. And some of you women might actually like that, too. SMDH.

#9

The Gentleman: is financially secure, does not spend what he doesn’t have to spend, and strives as much as he can to take care of you (without having to litter baby mamas all over the place).
The Ghettoman: defines his occupation as “full-time hustla.” Alternatively, he’s a “rapper” or “producer”…who’s about to make it soon…one day…if he happens to ever get out of bed on that day.

#10
The Gentleman: meets your mama for the first time, and she respects him.
The Ghettoman: meets your mama, by accident–literally, because she speeds on the highway, has no regard for anyone for himself, and would be that one fool who crashes into somebody’s mama. Thankfully, she’ll get out of her car and smack the hood out of him.

Women have so many bloody demands and all a brother wants is a bit of ass and silence. Thats why you'll never see these lists being written by men...Oh! and BTW I choose to be a ghetto man cause all y'all women got too many demands.

BCM


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