This one’s pretty long, but stems from that SAME conversation… My goodness, we are pros at word/thought/idea association. We did reach an eye-opening revelation towards the end, though:
Renisha: OH MAH GAH!!!
me: I used to love me some Kel Mitchell.
Renisha: is that who’s rapping? i used to LOOOOVE me some ROMEO!
me: I couldn’t mess with him and that eye. Much like Musiq soulchild.
me: My friend used to collect all them posters from Word Up! Magazine. And when she got over her obsession, she sold them for a quarter. When you consider how much that mag cost. she was BANKING on them posters
Renisha: why they got they shirts open with a shirt AND a jacket on? EL DEE BEE didn’t get NO camera time
me: immature stayed dressing like some rebellious vagabonds. i used to forget el dee bee was part of the group
Renisha: they liked plaid
me: i feel like he was the ‘spare bish’ of the group, only to make a batman/romeo duo less awkward. he ain’t get no solos or NUFFIN.
Renisha: NOTHIN! not a rap or NO-THING!
me: he didn’t even get to DRUM! useless a*s name they gave him
me: they flooding HOARD dinner mug in this video! with no socks!! LMAOOOOO
me: I forgot this was when Romeo had that unfortunate perm. hurr just swanging
Renisha: and then the little dance breakdown they got on them WHITE socks
me: DEEZ NINJAS ON SOME MEN IN BLACK ISH!!
Renisha: chile…. YUP!
me: i. am. dying. Kel… swoon
Renisha: i can’t take this any longer omg…my side hurts!
me: I’m burning calories i ain’t even put in. now on to we got it: we don’t know what they got, doe. peek a boo v-necks. i cannot
Renisha: chile… these dance moves
me: how the band know the sheet music, doe?
i never understood that in any video? you just show up relatively unknown, yet the band just knows what song you gon’ wanna sing?
Renisha: these outfits chile… YELLOW PANTS THO!?
me: i can’t with this MC lyte doppelganger… then the whole nursing home erupts in dance? o_O
Renisha: i am CRACKIN up!
me: it’s like this scene from good burger:
how they just all know the moves?
I’m so mad at the uploaders comment on this. The other comments, too! LMAOOOOOO!! **note, comments were found on the video posted here, but they didn’t wanna let me embed, so… *shrug* **
Renisha: h*ll nawl!
me: “Romeo had a d*mn bob”
Renisha: WHAT THEEE H*LL IS ROMEO SAYIN!???? HE DID #DOE!
me: Romeo was a real life Mushmouth from Fat Albert
Renisha: ERICA!!! I can barely type right now… how in ALL HELL did we like this??
me: LAWD!! I just… don ‘t know… We were seriously misguided as youths. El Dee Bee was looking all malnourished about the head. I’m gonna take a guess and say his perm didn’t take all the way
Renisha: RIGHT!!! so they just shaved his stuff off. ROMEO ain’t make NO SENSE during that verse. i can’t understand a word he is sayin
me: They didn’t stick no lacefront or anything on him!
Renisha: AT ALL
me: Just pushed him out there… “there ya go, baldy. Homies over h*es.” The song doesn’t make much sense. I just… don’t know what I”m grooving for. They stayed on somebody’s rooftop dancing though
Renisha: HOW…Erica? HOOOOWWW did we like this stuff?!!! this is TERRIBLE
me: Terribly horrible
Renisha: they couldn’t SING! no vocal skills at ALL!
me: And they weren’t even THAT CUTE! They were boys with press n curls! and sunglasses!
Renisha: NOT CUTE AT ALL!!!
me: like some project Beatles.
Renisha: but LOVED me some Romeo
me: And did anybody understand the reason behind the name change?
Renisha: they changed it to ‘Mature’ right? or wait… IMX or somethin like that… DMX?
me: “Mature,” Renisha? death
Renisha: chile…i dunno
With that said, the 90’s were indeed horribly awesome. Between subpar singing, oversized primary colored clothing, and El Dee Bee’s hatless head, these are the memories my youth is comprised of. This series… just might have to continue, though.
Love and Rooftop Dances,