These are the hip-hop boyz, of whatever race, who come in, reeking of green apple flavored blunts, wearing their flannel pajama pants, flip-flops, baseball hat cocked jauntilly to one side, and Mercedes hood ornaments dangling from gold plated tow chains, to ask me about the availability of "clips" for their Hi-Point fohty-fahv... the bleach bottle blonde, with the Tina Turner hairstyle, stooping from the burden of 50lbs of aftermarket bewbs spilling over the top her tube top, which reads, "It's better topless." She often completes the look with a set of 4" spike heels, and a pair of painted-on sparkly jeans, with the obligatory pink thong peeking out in back, saying, "Hi, I'm hard to get."