Wednesday, March 19, 2008

God, I miss the New Jack Swing era

Girls didn't used to need thongs and booty shorts (although the biker shorts didn't hurt). They used to know how to be sexy in big-ass sweaters and ties. You kids get off my lawn!

Back when Hammer had money, Bobby Brown had respect, and Whitney had all her teeth, it was ok to have class.

Well, ok... 2007 was kind of all right. Except for the last 7 seconds (not that I was watching it over and over again to make sure it was 7 seconds, it's just a, uh... a guess), class came back for a visit:

I thought I told you kids to get off my lawn!

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