I was the only white girl there. It was winter, so most people were wearing jackets. I was walking past this chick and my hair got snagged on her jacket button since everyone was so close together.
She looked at me like "nuh-uh, b1tch, whitey goin' down".
I pulled forward and tried to disappear in the crowd, leaving her to deal with the left-behind strands of hair.
Just thought I'd share that stressful memory. Fo sho.
She looked at me like "nuh-uh, b1tch, whitey goin' down".
I pulled forward and tried to disappear in the crowd, leaving her to deal with the left-behind strands of hair.
Just thought I'd share that stressful memory. Fo sho.
