So I was at the corner of Georgia and Florida when I hear music blasting out of a store on the corner. It’s all good. As I get closer I see an extremely drunk woman singing and dancing. It’s all good. As I get even closer I hear the song that is being played, “…play that funky music white boy…”. At this point the drunk woman sees me and starts pointing at me and laughing hysterically while saying “funky white boy, funky white boy, yeah, yeah”. Then I started laughing. So there was this crazy drunk lady, and a goofy white boy laughing hysterically at the corner of Georgia and Florida. We must’ve looked like quite the pair. Further proof that the beautiful life still exists.
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