Afternoon Nectar
Jacob spoke first.
“I want to know if my hair is just like yours,” he told Mr. Obama, but so quietly that the president asked him to speak again.
Jacob did, and Mr. Obama replied, “Why don’t you touch it and see for yourself?” He brought his head level with Jacob, who hesitated.
“Touch it, dude!” Mr. Obama said.
As Jacob, who was 5, patted the presidential crown, Mr. Souza snapped.
“So, what do you think?” Mr. Obama asked.
“They seem to think there is something downright unwholesome and even shocking about it, as if I were dating a high school girl, at my age, and going with her roller-skating that night.”
Maxwell - This Woman’s Work
Putting your hand under a spoonful just in case…
only to have it actually drip on your hand. Let’s be honest. The hand under the spoon is for show. If we knew it was going to drip, we would be nowhere near it. Yeah, we want to save our (presumably fly) outfit, but once soup/sauce/dressing gets on your hand, it’s there to stay. Napkins, thanks for all you do, but this one requires a trip to the men’s room.
Mase - Welcome Back
OutKast - Ms. Jackson
“Theodore heard of Youth Lagoon before Max. Max heard of them after Cindy, but Cindy heard of them before Don. Who’s the bigger asshole?”
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