Just a reminder why we are not happy.
https://twitter.com/alegnada/status/1377098115585482756
a personal note. I used to choreograph hip-hop dances. When I went off to camp. I would do the shows there and there was always this girl who I won't name that called herself a trained dancer that would always show up and try to take my moves. This is OLD... yes she was a Becky
and I will say it. One of the things that got me in trouble at home was the jams and dance battles. My competition gene was fierce and there were people who didn't like to lose to a girl. I had a crew that kept me safe.
even when we went off to weekend college tours. It was inevitable a battle would happen. And my girls knew where to stand to keep an eye on me. I did the same in other ways for them. Especially the ones that rarely left home. we were tight. hardcore urban love.
Also if you missed that movie about this very thing. Here's a clip. We've been complaining a long while. but you don't hear us tho right?
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