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As the story goes, thirty kids at a high school in San Diego made a twerk video. Presumably because they love the fine arts, specifically dance. The video goes up on YouTube, school officials find it and suspend all involved (28 ladies and 3 dudes—great odds by the way) preventing them walking in graduation and participating in prom. The game is fucked up. Let me repeat myself for clarity, the game is fucked up. We're living in some straight up Footloose, "dancing is evil" throwback times, where a bunch of old heads come down on motherfuckers for trying to #expressThemselves. Old principal, out here mad as hell no one taught him how to bust a Douglas. Very upset he can't get Mrs. Principal to bust it all the way open. Beware, dear reader, of jealousy. It is the green-eyed monster, which persecutes. These stiff backed, ultra beige cats are around every corner waiting to dull your shine. If the world was just, we'd be applauding the three dudes in the video for their very strong Birdman like poses and high levels of composure, in close proximity to "that thang" as Lauryn Hill might say. If we respected the arts we'd be saluting the ladies for the part they're playing in the emergence of a new American artform.