In which I am amused easily…

OMG, I’m dying laughing this morning, thanks to this site: Gizoogle. Type in anything to search. The site translates it into ghetto-speak.

For example, here’s my bio:

Suzan Butla be a romizzle lyricist wit a penchant fo’ Dr. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Pepper, ice hockey, n’ ghetto domination. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch. Yo ass can also find her on on Twizzle (often twizzlin inappropriately!) n’ Facebizzle or watch her ramble incessantly on her B-ta-tha-L-O-Gizzay bout various thangs like hockey, shoes, online pimpin, n’ even her mad picture-takin game from time ta time. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Sometimes, dat dunkadelic hoe talks bout freestylin n’ hood media.

Suzan be a gangmember of Romizzle Writaz of America, its chaptas Uptown Texas Romizzle Writers, n’ YARWA. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch currently lives up in Texas under a not-so-secret hood identitizzle wit tha two monstas she gave birth to, freestylin books n’ plannin her next step up in ghetto domination up in tha twilight minutez of tha night simply cuz it’s on tha down-low up in tha doggy den n’ dat thugged-out biiiatch can concentrate.

This might be the best thing I’ve seen all morning…