Friday, August 20, 2010

Oh, I see you are gangster...

I'm pretty gangster myself.

Or at least that's how I felt after jammin' to Big Boi in "Crunk Lake City," as he so affectionately called it.

Oh Big Boi. You are such a card.

Who knew I was so thuggish? That I could get so down with my bad self? You know, just me and thousands of other white folks chilling with the homies.

And at least I fit in with my wifebeater. It would have looked so much more legit with Luke's Rocawear hat, but apparently he didn't want it to get dirty and/or destroyed. Both of which are the inevitable results of the Pioneer Park concert experience. Ah well, at least I could shake what my mama gave me. Even if I did envy those with ghetto booties.

Is this post racist enough? Probably not. It's just the perfect amount. Regardless, I thoroughly enjoyed the world of rap. Smooth rhymes and illin' beats. Is the phrase "ill" still in use? Or is that so Beastie Boys? I don't even know.

So, if you somehow missed it, I am very, very white.


Mary said...

Even if something is "so Beastie Boys," that only indicates that you should use it as much as possible.

David's Holla Atchya! Blog said...

NO WAY! You got to see Big Boi! Was Andre 3000 there? I am uber, uber, uber jealous. What was the occasion of the concert? Why was I not informed? Did you know I have a Rocawear belt and a '5 and Jungle' sweatshirt? Gangsta.

rosemary said...

You are so, so, so white, but you know what? It just makes your gangsta fever adorable! I'm pinching your cheek in my head. (Actually, I'm pinching the computer screen and getting weird looks.)