Vices we love

Sharp-eyed observers may have noticed a debate in the comments section about wether I am icky OR weird due to my postings at Dave's. One was a little poem I wrote, entitled Hawajangsil Ajumma. Judge for yourself:

Hawajangsil Ajumma how I love you so,
Will you help me score some blow?
Before y'all rush to condemn me,
just know that I need to be free
From the role of token white monkey you see,
And now I have earned that sweet liberty
Moving to public school in Ansan and taking my harmonica with me.

Hawajangsil Ajumma how I love you so,
Bring me a little blue pill for the afterglow.
I live in Gyeonggi-Do now,
Where cow-tippers reap what they sow.

Hawajangsil Ajumma how I love you so,
Please Mamma, please don't go
For if the kimchi stains don't show
No one will ever know. (Ok, I just dreamed up this verse.)