Irony, thy name is “twee”, the epitome of childish affectations.
Yuh, I be trine t’spit them 360s an’ shit, knaawhutimsayin’?
Don’t ask me, ask your Moms. Me an’ her was blazing on some “Critical Condition” last week. CC’s like chronic, only less intense.
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DAMN, baby.
I’m now like Denzel in “Man On Fire.”
If I sound like any of the Warner Brothers characters in real life it’s probably Michigan J. Frog.
I prefer to use my “Sam Jackson” voice.
SAY “SAMMICH” AGAIN. SAY “SAMMICH” AGAIN. I DARE YOU. I DOUBLE DARE YOU, BITCH-ASS-BITCH! SAY “SAMMICH” ONE MORE GODDAMN TIME!
Uh, that’s why it’s become a colloquialism for such things. 
Are you unaware of that?
Perfectly. And as tired of “twee” as you are of “sammiches”.
Almost everyone I know who uses “sammich” in real life is rather burly. And if’n you try’n touch our sammiches you’ll draw back a bloody stump.
Jelly, jam and preserves are different things. But in a PBJ, it’s all jelly.
I think the point is…well…only someone who actually IS twee would USE the word twee.
OK, more questions.
Why is it that only black people can use the word “nigga”? I mean, just about every day I wanna use that word but I can’t because of the PC police. It’s so unfair, I thought you people were in favor of equality!
Ever notice that there seem to be a lot of black people in professional sports?
Who’s that black private dick who’s a sex machine to all the chicks?
J’ever notice how white people drive all like: “dee dit dee dit dee dit” and black people drive all like: “ahwwww ahwwww ahwwww”? What’s up with that?
I like the idea of having an Ice Cube personal theme song so much, I’d probably give that a thumbs up!
I’d need to hear it first, of course :smack:
I once asked a black man why black people dont like boats, swimming, ice skating, etc…since we all know they dont…and he said the reason is the last time a white man got a black man on a boat, it didnt go to well for the black man.
hard to argue that one!
It is equality. It’s a built-in asskicking reparations instituted by FUBU for the days when niggas were beaten and lynched for crimes against society like “eyeballing” “wanting to vote” and “wearing a soldier’s uniform.” I thought it was one of my better suggestions. Everytime a white person says nigger, nigga, nigra, niggardly, snigger, and racoon you get to catch all kinds of verbal and personal hell from black folks. That’s EQUALITY! And it won’t cost you a dime. Y’all only got 387 more years to go.
Betcha monetary reparations looking pretty good in comparison.
That’s how they afford lawyer fees to keep they asses out of jail for their date rape charges and half-cocked shootings.
Wilt Chamberlain. Don’t blame him, blame his last name.
Dunno. Y’all be cracking me up with that shit. I tried going all “dee dit dee dit” on I-285 and all it got me was late for a job interview.
That’s just an excuse. It’s because back in the day, we used to be so tremendously cool we could fy like birds and walk on water like black Jesus. Then we came to this country we done got all messed up. But it’s slowly coming back to us! If Jordan can air, if even R. Kelly can believes he can fly, it’s only a matter of time some black dude wins a swim meet by sprinting across his lane and back.
And, you know, Askia’s people can smell uptight in da white man…
If you haven’t already personally identified with an Ice Cube theme song, you’re not worthy of one. Cheer up, though. You just might be ready for Sir Mix-a-lot’s “Squaredance Rap.”
There’s a tenacious whiff of “uptight” coming out of Glenview, Illinois right now.
… How pissed should I be that the Google ads are offering me humor writing courses right now? 
Everybody’s a smartass critic.
Don’t feel too bad. When I was in my college choir in Greensboro, NC, we sang some spirituals for a program during Black History month. Picture an almost all-white choir (2 black people) led by a black man (from Panama), performing for an all-black audience. We sang a version of “Keep Your Hand on the Plow” in 4-part harmony that had wickedly difficult syncopation in the middle. Our audience was clapping along and nearly everyone clapping completely lost the rhythm. By the tiime the song was over, they were all laughing. If it can happen to an entire audience of black people, it can happen to YOU!
(I, of course, am a white woman with excellent rhythm and never clap wrong. Mostly. Well, usually.)
Thanks for the answers. I just want you people to know that these questions shouldn’t be taken as racist. I’m about as far from racist as you can get, since I totally dig Asian chicks.
Great story!
Well, either the entire audience was wrong or the entire choir was. Survey says?
Actually, the choir director expected the audience to screw it up, because he launched right into a lecture on syncopation in spirituals. We practiced that song for months and sang it in concert more than once. We had it wrong many times in the early days, but we were right on the money that day.
Good to have rhythm sometime, even though it was 20 years ago. I think I’ve had rhythm once or twice since then though.