My friend Grace and I were drinking champagne, contemplating dancing to the non-commercial music when, out of the blue, this spirit appears:
A seventy year old man in a red velvet jacket and Santa Claus beard. Playing his flute. In the middle of the dance floor! At first everybody gave him some room, but as the night wore on he made quite a few friends. People took pictures with him, and one girl (Asian) actually danced with him. He used his flute as a fence while they danced so she wouldn't get away. I was revolted and shocked, and a little upset that the flute was being used in such a sleazy way. I've played the flute since I was nine, and I would never exploit it in a nightclub, no matter how fly the fellas are. Now I've witnessed some peacockin' in my time...a sweet/foine friend of mine paints his nails black when he goes out to clubs. But the flute?! The flute?? Mackin on hos with your flute is not whats up. Old ass relics of the Russian Ballet think they can bring that flute game to attend the same club as me? Outrageous!
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i saw terone in the back of the #51 ac transit bus wearing Bugz goggles on his head in 1997 and i was like, mad terrified. i heard he used to blow whistles at people. way before too short. i later became a burrito lover after he introduced me to the internets.
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