A new low

Today I recited some words from a VERY dorky* rap song with a friend of mine.

When I stopped, he continued. When he stopped, I continued. I didn't continue because I could hear the snickers from the cubes around me at work.

Really, even the people that mocked Vanilla Ice were probably rolling over in their graves, shaking their ghost heads at the two dorkiest white people ever.

I was laughing my butt off when I got off the phone though. Seriously, it was silly, delightfully funny, and reminded me that shaving lines in your eyebrows was a poor fashion trend.

Word to your mother.

*it was not dorky at the time. It was cool.