I've always been known to play some terrific (read: annoying) jams at my bar on the weekends in order to entertain everyone (read: myself). However, the last two weekends have really impressed even my (tacky) self. Some hit jams include:
- Back Dat Azz Up (including quite the booty pop on the side of the bar where only about half my customers could see)
- Any and all Whitney Houston (duh)
- And and all Jock Jams songs (did you know that it wasn't spelled Jock JamZ and it's actually an S? S for stupid. All kewl stuff should end with a Z)
- Spice Up Your Life
- Step in the Name of Love
- Juicy and other Biggie jamz
- The Whisper Song (which I forgot was quite vulgar and might have made 4 customers leave upon hearing the chorus. Whooops)
As you can see, I have impeccable taste. The phrase "you're too YOUNG for this jam!!" was uttered from my mouth many, many times. And yes, I was the only sober person in the joint. Your point?
XOXO,
Catlady
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