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THROW IT BACK

"Throw that ass in a circle" Really? Some of the music these days disappoints me. And to make matters worse, when you go out, you can actually SEE chicks throwing it in a circle. Meanwhile, I`m somewhere at the bar drowning myself in the thought that there is no way I can compete with that.

When I was younger, listening to rap and hip-hop music with my brothers, my dad would say "I don`t wanna hear all that rap mess". Ever since then, I promised myself  that I`d never become one of those adults that hate damn near everything that the new generation has going on. But, I cant help it. I hate the word "fleek", I hate that ya`ll brought baby hairs back, I hate that ya`ll don`t play outside and I hate that ya`ll are so fly at prom. I mean dang, why couldn`t I have a see through Beyonce dress with a train in 2007 and have my date look like a young Al B. Sure. Ya`ll make me sick!

I must admit though, at night, when everyone is asleep, and I`m in my room alone, with all of the blinds shut and I`m cleaning up, I will turn up to some "Trap Queen" and might even throw that ass in a circle in the
mirror. Shhhh don`t tell nobody though.

Please enjoy this photo of a young undergrad me after a slight turn up.

-BRIT

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