If nothing else, this video made me realize that I am hopelessly out of touch with the youth, since when I was young we had respectful, socially aware rap songs like "Fuck tha Police" and "We Want Some Pussy." Even before that, we used to breakdance in middle school, and I can assure you there is nothing sadder than watching a bunch of Jewish kids rolling around on the floor and grabbing their crotches. Actually, it's a lot like watching a dog scratching his ass on a carpet.
Therefore, in an attempt to better understand today's popular culture I used the "motherfucking Internet" to help parse BlocBoi Fame's name, and I was surprised to learn the following:
A "boi" is (generally) the younger male who prefers older men, and is the "boi" in a "daddy and boi" dating, relationship, or sexual situation, where "boy" and "boi", respectively, are used to differentiate between someone who is underage, and someone who just identifies as the younger who wants or needs someone older. In this context, "boi" can be masculine or effeminate, or anywhere along that spectrum, and some males identify as a "boi" well beyond their 20s, and especially so long as they are involved with older men. Often, though not always, a "boi" prefers the submissive role.
That's not at all where I thought he (or that OutKast guy for that matter) was going with that name. Actually, it's probably not where BlocBoi thought he was going with it either, and he probably wouldn't appreciate my pointing out this amusing coincidence.
By the way, I also learned from the "motherfucking Internet" that BlocBoi Fame may have totally "bitten" another rapper named "YngRobb," who's "Speedin On My Fixie" preceded BlocBoi Fame's own fixie-themed hip-hop effort by at least six months:
Hopefully YngRobb responds to the affront by challenging BlocBoi to a combination rap battle/trackstand competition, which they should hold in Portland, since it would be tremendously entertaining to see how quickly the entire population of that city flees when YngRobb and BlocBoi arrive with their respective entourages. I'd especially love to see that morning's BikePortland post:
Presumably Portland has an air raid siren reserved for exactly this sort of situation.
Speaking of Portland, a reader tells me people there are upset because they're cutting down a tree to make a bike path:
Wow, deciding between saving a tree and building a bike lane? That's like the Portland "Sophie's Choice." If you ask me though the solution is obvious:
But what do I know? I'm no arborist.
And now, I'm pleased to present you with a quiz. As always, study the item, think, and click on your answer. If you're right, great, and if you're wrong you'll see Chinese crash porn.
Thanks very much for reading, ride safe, and if you see any trees, ride through them.
--Wildcat Rock Machine
1) Buying this special 80th anniversary Campagnolo Super Record group makes you:
--Faster
--Classier
--An Italophile
--A gigantic Fred
2) To save on production costs, the Wall Street Journal made these two morons share the same crappy wig during shooting.
--True
--False
(Tax)
3) Washington State wants to implement a $25 bicycle tax in order to:
--Build more bike paths
--Install more bike racks
--Fund various pro-bicycle initiatives and safety programs throughout the state
--Make drivers feel better
(Countercultural comedy duo Cheech and Chong enjoy a comically oversized marijuana cigarette.)
4) California wants you to wait two weeks to drive your car after smoking the Wednesday Weed.
--True
--False
(The Portland smirk.)
5) Bikes make cities:
--Cool
--Smug
--Say the word "community" a lot
--All of the above
6) What is the "Backbrat?
--A rear-mounted child seat
--A combination light/rear fender that mounts to your saddle rails
--A fixed-gear trail-a-bike for children under 10
--A device for cooking tubular meats
(Tacoed wheel.)
7) Pro tip: In a pinch, you can use your "camel toe" as a truing stand.
--True
--False
***Special "This Kook Needs To Do A 'Collabo' With BlocBoi Fame"-Themed Bonus Video***
This kook needs to do a 'collabo' with BlocBoi Fame.
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