From: “Shawn Schwartz < *******@hotmail.com>
Subject: And you call yourself black!
Date: Tue, 17 Oct 2000 11:50:59 EDT
Yeah, well the only reason I kept up with TLC is because my roommate likes them. He even has a T-shirt. The story goes like this. Left-eye, the nasal voiced one with the black streak under her left eye, burnt down her rich ex-boyfriendâ€™s mansion, was convicted, and did community service. This was in her condom-eyeglasses wearing days in the early 90s. More recently TLC has put out a song called â€œNo Scrubsâ€ with a line that says, â€œI donâ€™t want no scrub, a scrub is a guy that canâ€™t get no love from me, hanging on the passenger side of his best friendâ€™s ride, trying to holler at me.â€ Now although TLC gives a fine definition of the word â€œscrubâ€ within this song, little is said about â€œholler.â€ Letâ€™s refer to the Websterâ€™s (AKA Emmanuel
Lewisâ€™) Dictionary of Ebonics. A holler is a way in which a man tries to get a womanâ€™s attention with a call, similar to that of cats in heat. You may be wondering how I became so educated on this topic; itâ€™s in my roots.
My last name means black.
I wish I had a wheelchair. Theyâ€™re so much fun. I guess itâ€™s more fun not to be handicapped. I didnâ€™t mean to get your hopes up.
Bush sex in Cherokee Park used to be one of the only ways to meet
gay men in Louisville. Needless to say, I didnâ€™t have many gay friends while growing up. In Louisville, the more lesions you have the more popular you are.
I think weâ€™re going to eat at Mama Ieshaâ€™s. Itâ€™s in the Adamâ€™s Morgan
area. The food there is Mediterranean or something like that. Thereâ€™s definitely pita involved. After that weâ€™ll play it by ear. DCCD is open until 12:00 or later. I almost worked there last year but they only wanted me to work late hours.
Donâ€™t let me forget to tell you about the National High School Cheerleading Championships. They were great! Iâ€™ll see you around 6:30. I hope this misty weather ends soon.