I is kewl ‘cuz I know the slang, fo’ shizzle.

Dear Readers,

Greg and I went to go play tennis today. On the ride back, were listening to his hip-hop songs, I have to say, some are truly truly ghetto. One that went something along the lines of, “I give it all night long..so she is bow-legged”

SAY WHAT?

*faints*

Greg: This song is so awesome, (“Stuntin’is a habit by David Banner)
Stacy: What’s a habit?
Greg: Stunnin’
Stacy: What’s that?
Greg: You know showing off, things like dat….
Stacy: *blank stare*
Greg: You know, Stuntin’ like S-T-U-N-T-I-N-G
Stacy: Oh you mean Stunt TING?
Greg: no you drop the t so it just sounds like Stuntin’
Stacy: but isn’t that stunning?
Greg: *smiles* yea..sumthin’ like dat

Of course I asked for him to teach me more slang. But the more I repeated the words, the more we both were realising ‘dat tis really aint my thang’ <—haha. I sound like Mario Lopez, you know the very awkward host of America’ Best Dance Crew (sorry Mario! but you really are horrible.)

And you know what is the weirdest irony, is that in Singapore I am/or at least was considered a hip-hop princess. I like to dance to hiphop (fo’sure) but playing it all the time…I rather stick to my Pop, Retro, Easy Listening and Oldies/Motown anyday.

So thanks Greg for the slang lesson, but I know my limits and definitely won’t ghetto-speak anytime soon.

Peace out!
Stacy