A plastic bag that blows aimlessly down the street. Most commonly seen down Kensington streets; these plastic shopping bags are as common as a tumbleweed in the desert. Never seen in the suburbs always found in rough parts of the city.
“Yo bruh, this part of town fucked up.”
“Yeah, there’s a lotta Kensington kites blowin round out here.”
Father: “Son, me and your mother are visiting you this weekend please send us the address”
Son: “Ok, but I live off campus you’re not gonna like my area. The police call it the bottom of the barrel.”
Father: “I’m sure it’s not that bad”
Arrival: “Oh my God, look at those fiends on the corner shooting up. And Honey look out for that Kensington kite!”
Text Message to Son: “On Second thought, slugger why don’t you come home next weekend. Your mother isn’t feeling that well.”
“Yeah, there’s a lotta Kensington kites blowin round out here.”
Father: “Son, me and your mother are visiting you this weekend please send us the address”
Son: “Ok, but I live off campus you’re not gonna like my area. The police call it the bottom of the barrel.”
Father: “I’m sure it’s not that bad”
Arrival: “Oh my God, look at those fiends on the corner shooting up. And Honey look out for that Kensington kite!”
Text Message to Son: “On Second thought, slugger why don’t you come home next weekend. Your mother isn’t feeling that well.”
by Yung Puck March 8, 2020