Very good trolling to start, then you lost it.

...are you...what?

At first I thought you were just assuming that because Beyonce and Solange cultivate a "ghetto" image in their music, they are a product of that environment. Which makes sense.

Now I realize you're just trying to be a douche. One day a middle class black person will punch you in the mouth for…

Beyonce and Solange are not ghetto. At all. Their family was middle class.

*uncomfortable*

A few months ago, I was out with my roommate, and my side piece. We went to go drink at a restaurant that has a faux lunch counter type jawn in front, and a sit down area in back. It's not a bar but has strong ass drinks.

THIS. So much.

Thank you for doing you part.

WHY

That song came out in 1999.

I stopped saying it in third grade when I started to comprehend the fact that I was standing in the same school my dad attended when it was the negro school, among a bunch of rich little white kids, talking about "liberty and justice for all."

"Leaping into the air like someone just set your caftan on fire and throwing a flying elbow into a cop's face" =/= "being in the wrong place at the wrong time"

It never fails to amaze me that Cops has been on since 1989, and people still don't understand that if the cops have cuffs out, you need to go full lunch…

So much this.

Possibly

People are so, so obsessed with the whole "virginity" bullshit...I started to ignore the concept when I realized there was no standard definition of "hymen" and that it wasn't really a medically recognized...body part?

Ok, I need some southern judgement:

I've lived in central VA and I have eaten of the biscuits, the gravy, the ham...all of beautiful, buttery, black southern mainstays...

Well, I have no naked shame and I don't sexualize nudity, and my parents were very open about bodies. So I always knew what a vagina entailed and I knew what my body was like because no one in my house bothered to instill body shame in me.

When you're naked for like 40% of your childhood, you tend to know your own…

I just kinda of always knew how bodies were. I saw the Miracle of Life by accident at 2 or 3, so I don't remember *not* knowing about vaginas. I wasn't actually much of a self explorer because I knew what was there, but I definitely remember confirmation of not having a hymen when I first got my period and had to…

I was astoundingly drunk and on my period.
After a long conversation about sex, dude said, "Wanna try it?"
"Yes," I slurred, "But I have my period"

I support all of us working out and becoming fit as fuck so we can SMASH ALL THE PATRIARCHY. I just get so bitter about fake fitness, 'cause it's so, so racially coded, and also 'cause it's so based on consumerism and not on health.

And I never had a hymen, or had a very small one. As the child of former hippies, I was aware of this fact my whole life, and pretty excited not to bleed when I finally got the d.

That bumper is NOT real. I will hate on improbably shaped white women pretending their tupperware asses are due to "diet" and "exercise," not "a surgical vacation in Brazil" as much as I damn well please.