MN Manmacker's mansploitation
He called hisself a deejay, which meant looking studious when he played a pointless track of beats, no funk, no rapping, no singing, no guitar, just some boom-tiss, boom-tiss bullshit, like dance music for people with retarded ears.
“Yo, yo bro,” Vimook said, sidling up to Thumper like a side of spicy rice, after Vimook finished his ‘deejay set’ — he called hisself a deejay, which meant looking studious when he played a pointless track of beats, no funk, no rapping, no singing, no guitar, just some boom-tiss, boom-tiss bullshit, like dance music for people with retarded ears. “Heard you got out the big joint.”
From Thumper on Parole
Going upstairs, he ain’t hafta listen to it. It was just a dull roar up here. Sounded better that way.
Thumper was not gonna fixate on the music. That was some notiony old nigga shit. He was better than that.
Vimukhti and Courtney disappeared off together in the sea of honkies dancing to some kinda nonsense slow-motion dance pop shit, Thumper got a feeling the singer was a nigga, no doubt with bullshit in his eyes, you know that! Got a beat like a dying turtle, Thumper wouldn’t never fuck to it.
Going upstairs, he ain’t hafta listen to it. It was just a dull roar up here. Sounded better that way.
Thumper was not gonna fixate on the music. That was some notiony old nigga shit. He was better than that.