Bombing Around Town Blasting Selena Gomez
It’s fun to mess with the social norms of your immediate surroundings. The next time you’re told that you have a stick up your ass and you need to loosen up, do what I have been known to do many a Saturday afternoon. Play your younger sister’s music really loud and cruise your local downtown hang out spots. Quaint little towns like where I live, such as Monrovia, Arcadia, or even quainter like La Verne. I would turn up Selena Gomez’ Revival as loud as the speakers would go. Do you know how crazy it looks and sounds to see a guy like me blasting “Hands To Myself”, “Body Heat”, or “Me & My Girls.” The mouth open stares I would get were literally priceless. One time I actually had to stop at the gas station to buy a pair of gas station locs with the flames on the side, on the one hand because I was not able to actually look any of the public in the eye without busting up, and secondly because I just said, the gas station locs had flames on the side.