I was sitting
at my desk listening to Luther Vandross on You Tube. I was
listening to Luther Vandross because my boss, whose office is right
outside my desk, is SO FREAKING LOUD when he's on the
phone that even with the door closed I can hear every single word he is
screaming into his phone and I cannot hear myself think. SO, I had to
drown him out somehow. I raised the volume on my radio but then I had a
loud radio and a loud boss to deal with.
I grabbed my ear buds, and plugged into my Ipod but it was dead - ugh ... so I jumped on to YouTube and plugged in and went
straight to the King of the Slow Jams Luther Vandross. As I was
drifting in and out of 1985 I got to thinking ... what
are young kids today going to recall when they think
of their youth? What romantic memories will they have? How can you possibly get all soft
and nostalgic to
“Bitch Better Have My Money?”
Today’s kids
will know NOTHING of romance. They will never know the magic of a first
kiss. The romance of a slow dance. And if they do, it will be to some
hardcore rapping shit while they mutually twerk.
Disgusting.
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