anonymusings….

have i told y’all how much i’m enjoying my new digital cable service? for a long time down here in mayberry, we could only get the dish. but we’re moving on up now and i have my cable back. the cable internet thingie kinda sucks ‘cause it frequently loses a signal, but i now have faster, more efficient wireless access…with no laptop . still, i like it. what i’m really geeked about having though is having access to vh1 soul again. so i was watching it the other night and do me baby by bbd came on. i immediately got up and began to do the entire routine. y’all do remember that i perform new edition and bbd routines on command when i’m drunk, right? but y’all didn’t know that i’ll break out w/ a routine when i’m completely sober in the privacy of my own home complete w/ a fat decorative candle as a mic, huh? good times!

‘kay so i actually listened to all of the lyrics besides the most worn-out “smack it, flip it, rub it down - oh noooooo” and lo and behold if them fools don’t say :

wtf???? i’ve sung this song a million times, but i didn’t catch that until then. ronnie, bobby, ricky and mike? (chris! mark! red! dave! ro!…took all y’all another bad creation fans back just then huh lol). anyway back to bbd or henceforth and forever more known to me as ‘ r. kelley’s prototype ³ ‘. y’all advocating screwing kids backstage? wtf? i stopped dancing mid jump&spin when i comprehended what i just heard. and to think, if it hadn’tve been for those bbd background girls w/ their bobbing curly ponytails i wouldn’t have had 1/2 the fun i did dancing all over atlanta imitating them in the early 90’s. they just killed my whole new edition love. i spent money to go see their old asses huff and puff and try to recreate their old routines at their comeback tour. i bought EVERY bbd album…even hootie mack (smdh). now i’m sitting here w/ a little throw up caught in my throat. blech!!