May 21, 2004

Can I play with your panty line?

My thoughts upon listening to "Get Low" for the first time (the first time being 5 minutes ago because I am not in touch with what the kids are listening to):

This is what "skeet skeet" means?!?

I had no idea.

So lemme get this straight: you want me to dance with my hands touching my toes while shaking my ass in the air? Shit, man, I can barely keep my balance on the StairMaster.

All music sounds better when you're drinking Sprite and cough syrup. I can't wait till these bozos discover how cool blacklight posters and hologram jewelry look.

Posted by Dana at May 21, 2004 11:14 AM
Comments

Watch out for that Sprite and cough syrup, darlin'. It didn't do Lester Bangs much good.

Posted by: j-go at May 21, 2004 11:45 AM

Here's what I don't get: There's a fucking SPIDERMAN poster on that blacklight page. I mean even the Scarface and DMX logo makes sense, if logically extrapolate far enough down Chronic Avenue...but Spiderman?

Posted by: N/C at May 21, 2004 12:01 PM

"'Til sweat drop off these balls, 'til all these bitches crawl"

Yes, ma'am. Pure class.

Posted by: brittney at May 21, 2004 01:15 PM

i don't know what this post is about, but i absolutely loved the gangsta robotussin discussion group. the kids used to drink the "robo" before class at MRA. i'd park the brown turd in the last row and walk through the parking lot, passing empty "robo" bottles all the way. so, so high school. honestly, the kids on acid were way, way cooler; they were easy to crack up or frighten. the "robo" kids were just brain-dead droolers.

Posted by: reeves'-severed-hands at May 21, 2004 03:54 PM

Sprite and cough PALES in comparison to codeine and love-boat. A half-dozen sips, that Kirsty MacNichol girl suddenly can ACT, baby!

Posted by: Fes at May 23, 2004 12:38 AM

Finally I know what the hell it is the thugz are, um, drankin' when they ride their deisel-powered scooters around Berkeley, sounding like so many opiated mosquitoes.

Posted by: Jessica at May 23, 2004 05:58 PM