Get Down Girl Go 'Head Get Down

It's that time of year again, when the weather reaches "cruising" altitude and the dudes are out in full force on 38th Street. I continually find it amusing when I am driving to the promised land (The Bucks) for a coffee and dudes pull up to my car and act both suprised and delighted to see a white girl in the car listening to Field Mobb or Lil' Kim. I am not blonde, so I don't know what it's like for Jennie or Emily...but I've heard. My hair is pretty dark, so I don't stick out like a sore thumb - but when it comes to bumpin' my music...the dudes take notice. However, I'd like any dudes reading this to take note: my love of hip hop and rap music and my playing of said music does not translate in to me desiring you to "holla" at me. It's nice out...I don't need airconditioning yet...and I like my tunes loud...that's all. Perhaps I need Jennie or Sarah to school me in their patented "Don't Fuck with Me" look. Emily might need lessons too. Word.