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Back in school, there was this black dude, AD, who gave up a full football scholarship to go to a fucking technical college. Don't quite know why (full scholarship's a full scholarship), but he did.
Anyhow, I arrived late one day, and pulled into the parking lot next to AD's car. I had the classic rock station on, because my shitty car's shitty tape deck was broken, so I couldn't use my shitty cassette adapter anymore, and the classic rock station was, for some reason, the only station I got decent reception from.
So they're playing Metallica's "Enter the Sandman," and I've got the windows down (AC doesn't work, this was a really shitty car) and I put it into park, and let the car idle with the radio playing while I gather my shit. I'm too busy digging through the piles of crap to notice that AD's sitting on the hood of his car, next to mine. So when I kill the engine, I nearly shit myself when I hear AD's voice boomin' out "EXXXIT LIIIIIIIIIGHT, ETC"
I turn to look at him, and he stops mid-song. Now you have to understand, AD looks every inch the stereotypical young, inner-city black man, all tall-tees and over-starched DKNY jeans and shit, so to hear him singing along with Metallica is a bit of a shocker. We look at each other for a moment in silence, until he finally says
"Shit, man. I love that fuckin' song, I love that fuckin' band, I know ALL they lyrics."
"Oh," I reply, not knowing quite what else to say.
AD stares at me a moment longer, then clears his throat and says "Don't, uh, don't tell nobody."
I GUESS WHAT I'M SAYIN' IS DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER AND GIVE PEACE OF CHANCE AND FUCK MAN NWA WAS TARGETING WHITE SUBURBAN KIDS FROM THE GET-GO, SO WHY IS IT SO DAMN WEIRD FOR BLACK FOLKS TO BE INTO THE MISFITS?
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