I didn’t know one of the side effects of being a Terrible White Person was Methuselah Syndrome.

“Walking that fine line to keep the peace and not upset your partner is something women are taught to accept as their duty from an early age.”

We’ll just have to agree to disagree on this one, Champ.

“I rapped, “I’m black y’all, I’m blackity black, cuz I’m black” over and over again while staring in the mirror hoping for Marcus Garvey to show up and call me a Black Star. See what I did there?*”

“Also, hoes love abs.”

“Yeah... thank God I can still twerk...”

Soreness is not unusual. Especially if you’re not outchea regularly playing and testing your limits. You basically went from zero to hunnid real quick. Only in your case it was: really, really, quick. Activating fast twitch muscles you prolly haven’t used much since college.

I often think about this when I’m staring at my twins: Shimmer and Shine. I struggle to navigate allowing space for discovery and individuality, in regards to their personal growth; juxtaposed with my own nagging terror that this world just aint right, and that danger lies just around every corner.

Appreciate the call back to simpler times. Back when we didn’t have to share y’all with Erry-damn-body.

Yo, Jason, I’m really happy for you, I’ma let you finish, but Sega had one of the best consoles of all time! Of. All. Time!

You’re breaking my heart, Ms. Tumbao.

I prefer “Jesus Walks” myself, but to each his own.

Can’t stand folks who readily throw shots, but cant keep the same energy when confronted.

Oh tay.

You assuming my response makes me the proverbial “hit dog” is misinformed at best.

“See me...” is an underrated gem. It a warning, that doubles as an appointment slot for an impending ass whoopin.

1. It might have something to do with the Pittsburgh locale. Just a hunch tho.

You’re comparing apples to oranges. He was speaking on Black Men, and being that I am a Black man, I have every right to say If something within the language doesn’t sit right with me.

Well... when wanting to reach Black Men, I humbly suggest not starting an article with:“Straight Black Men Are the White People of Black People.” It’ll save you the shock of Black Men not caring to read the linear notes.

I try to stay neutral on here out of a sense of solidarity, and a long time respect for his and P’s writing. But calling black men the white people of anything is rhinoceros pizzle.