Thursday, January 28, 2010

Ghettofied

Back in the states, Sandy hated hip hop. Despised it. Couldn't stand listening to it. She didn't even have B96 or KISS FM programmed in her car. She didn't even like light, fun music, such as Rihanna. What does she listen to now that we're in Bermuda? Rap. I'm not talking Jay-Z or Eminem. We're talking hardcore, gangsta rap here. Ghetto off the heezy fo sheezy. Stuff I can't even listen to. We're in the car yesterday picking up food, and she's got some ridiculous music on the radio. I could barely stand it. She actually enjoys it! Couple weeks ago, she calls me on her way home. She's all excited with some guy blasting in the background..."They're playing my favorite song! I don't want it to stop!" I'd rather listen to Christian music than the stuff she likes. I have no idea what's happened to my wife.

1 comment:

  1. LOVE IT. Sandy is black on the inside Jim - just roll with it. I am too, black on the inside. It's a thing we just must all come to accept.

    Keri

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