I am the SH OO, hip hop hooray. Heard this song this morning on the way to work. A nice kick back to the 90’s. Actually, 93′.
Looks like the weekend is going to be beautiful. GTG has left me all by my lonesome. She flew out to Oklahoma City last night. So it’s just me and roommate Steve, and the dogs at the crib (throw’n some ill 93′ slang) this weekend. I have no idea what I am going to do.
The only thing I do have scheduled is to help GTG’s parental units move a couch because I have a truck. Other than that, maybe electrocute myself with some rewiring, or painting the stairwell, or heading down to Southern Illinois. I am an open palette this weekend.
Ya’ll page me, while I am chill’n in my Cross-Colours gear.
I am so white, it hurts.
This song was The Cut during senior year.
In gym class, Tony Johnson would make this song our warm-up: “All right, everybody, throw your hands up. You know the song: Hey… ho… hey… ho…”
It was this song and then “Nuthin’ but a G Thing” that ruled the spring that final semester of high school. Good times.
“Peace to L.O.N.S. and Quest, Nice & Smooth and Cypress Hill”
Awesome.