So yesterday on the way to school, one of the local radio stations was talking about old school rap and some of their favorite songs.
The boys were enjoying this topic, because “old people are funny” and “that’s not rap, that’s crap” and “omg I’m so glad I wasn’t alive back then” blah blah blah.
Anyone care to explain that if our ‘crap rap’ was so crappy, then why did they spend the entire day singing Buttermilk Biscuits? (which really was pretty crappy…but funny as hell)
To honor Sir Mix a Lot, here’s a few pics that had been buried from this summer…when I did karaoke with a couple of girlfriends at this year’s RWA Conference. Oh yeah. Baby Got Back.