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Saturday, November 19, 2005

Put it in my mouth....

So last weekend I was at The University of Kentucky for a conference with some folks from school. It was a good break from all the things going on in Columbia. A vacation of sorts, to sort shit out while not being in the thick of things. Need less to say, it was better than what I had anticipated. The workshops were good. I talked to some folks from other schools about ours/theirs situations. Politickin and networking with my peoples from across the land.

But as such, what good is a conference with out some kind of activity to relax everybody? The two nights of the conference, the organizers sponsored a party and an Open Mic set. The party was Friday night and was held at the student union on campus. It was horrible. In the sense that not too many people were in a party frame of mind. That is a recurring theme, and it was very prevalent there in Kentucky. The most hyped people just so happened to be from Indiana State's Gospel Choir. Strange, right? But hey! They were enjoying themselves and I had some fun watching them do it.

But as I was watching "The Choir" kick it at the party (and also getting folks in the mood as well), the DJ puts on a record from the mid 1990s.

Now you can lick it, you can sip it, you can taste it
I'm talkin every drip-drop, don't you waste it
Baby, slurp it up, it's enough to fill your cup
It's finger lickin good, and I'm wishin that you would
Go down kinda slow or even fast
I'm always sprung once I feel your tongue in the crack of my ass...


If you couldn't guess by the lyrics, that is Akinyele's "Put It In Ya Mouth". The best song ever made about the joys of oral sex. Giving and receiving from both genders. Cats spout that its vulgar, and I can agree, but its also a vulgar topic that nonetheless shows both points of view very liberally. If not all out raunchy. I love that song and have no complaints. If you know me, you wouldn't be surprised by this...

What I was, however, upon hearing the DJ play this song, was depressed when the dancefloor started to clear. I had to come to my senses in that I tend to think kinda lewdly. That others wouldn't be so accepting of hearing such "vulgar" being espewed at a party where folks are trying to avoid being the next subject of Chappelle's "Great Moments In Hook-Up History". I have seen people change their opnions when those who they try to gain acceptance from(and their opinions) disfavor a particular view that they might already hold deep down but don't want to be judged solely on such an opnion. That is very childish on both parts.

I try not to judge people and at times it may seem that I am. But I try to make it distinctly clear that I'm only trying to gain one's perspective that might be different than my own, but may still be a very valid and solid position. I see it as an alternative that in case of emergency or some other inconvenience, might be beneficial to have. Educational purposes you could say...So when I do find myself debating with somebody I can easily play the devil's advocate and try to test their beliefs, just for fun(I know....)!

It was interesting to see tha dancefloor clear. I laughed and asked myself questions on what I just saw(Is anybody fucking? Who goes downtown to eat out? Have the deals been closed this quickly?) as I headed back to the hotel. It was interesting to me...

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