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Hoodie short sets confuse the absolute fuck out of me. Because if you cold, why you got shorts on? I'm Kid Fury. Welcome back to Furious Thoughts. I push white people in the club. I'm proud of it. I'm not going to stop doing it for clarity. When you're in the way, which is often, which is nearly all the time. Let's be. Let's be for real. I feel like if I can't get my acres, I can't have the donkey or whatever. I'm pushing the fuck out of you. If you're in my way at the Abbey or wherever the fuck shit is that we at. I don't know why y' all feel like you can TikTok and selfie and do a bump and a line and drink all while standing in the doorway for the bathroom. I'm gonna shove you. I'm gonna shove you. And you and I both know you're not gonna do anything about it. He's not gonna do anything about it. Vanderpump's rules. No one's gonna do anything about it. So I push white people in the club. Please. If you are a white person in the club and you are hearing this, consider your proximity to others and consideration of others when you're out in public spaces. Because you might be out in a public space with me, man. Get clothesline. Like, it is like your name Triple H or something. I don't know. Like, I'm going to hit you with a DDT if I have to get to pee. How was it? Wasn't Me by Shaggy a hit record. First of all, Sonically Poor, it's not, like, the most pleasant song to listen to. Sure, it's, like, catchy, you know, melody here and there or whatever, but it's kind of like a fucked up, demented nursery rhyme and in an adult animated sitcom. But I just don't understand how, like, men, women, grandma, grandpa, dog, kitten, everybody was all about this song featuring two fuck niggas singing about how they clearly had affairs, pointing to all kinds of cockamamie ass evidence in an effort to clear their name. Like, why did my mama like this song? Why did she not mind that my daddy liked the song? Do I have to call them? This might have been, like, I might have just taken a dark turn here and had an awakening moment. Why did n like that song so bad? It wasn't me. It was. Yeah, no, that's the joke. But why are we laughing? I feel like all niggas with stomach tattoos got kids and a lot of them and they don't take care of them. I won't be explaining that any further. It isn't a joke. It's just a statement theory, if you will. Niggas and stomach tattoos, bad fathers. Speaking of niggas, I love them like personally from like a sexual standpoint. And this is a problem. I find it to be a shortcoming. I find it to be a hindrance. I think that it is a flaw, you know, like if you ever seen like a sci fi movie or maybe like a Marvel film or like maybe an alien or AI is the enemy and they're like, oh, all that love. That's your weakness. You caring about people. Me, it's like chain smoking hood that listen to big timers and drive a beat up car that don't belong to them. That like probably scam. If not, they definitely used to scam. Like these are the things that I found myself first attracted to. And I have to do some digging into why that is. I have to want better for myself. I deserve a Russell Wilson. No, I don't. I don't want. But see, I don't want that. I don't want that. I don't want that. I feel like I could see me like six years into a Russell Wilson relationship and this like we're at LaGuardia or something, just coming into town for like friendsgiving. We're on the escalator going down. He just makes some stupid corny romantic joke about what's going to happen when we get to the Hyatt Regency. And then I just push him down the stairs. Like I push him down the escalator and he breaks his neck and dies. Like I could see that happening for me, but I'm not ciara. What were we talking about? Who comes up with fragrances for toiletries in the hotels and stuff and how do we get them to calm down? Like why can't a hotel's body wash, soap lotion, whatever, just be a simple oat, just a honey, you know, maybe even one citrus. Last time I went to a hotel, I forgot to bring my own body wash with me. Went to go take a shower. The soap they had was like rosemary mint julep, pomegranate. I'm like, I am not a holiday bird. I'm not coming in here to baste myself and be prepared for a feast. I just want to wash up. And I'm afraid with my sensitive, delicate Afro American skin that you could give me something. Just make the soap regular soap. Most of y' all bitches in the position to make these choices. Just started washing your legs like, five years ago, so just calm down. Calm down. Calm down. The public soap doesn't have to be like, Reese's peanut butter cup scented. You bitches are tripping. By George. I think he's got it. Who's George? And is it like. Like by George, like, near George, like, by him? Is it, like, in the name of George? Is George bisexual? Who? What? Who's George? It's probably a book thing. I should have Googled it. Coming soon. Stores in shopping centers and malls make me indescribably uncomfortable, and I'm not entirely sure why. This isn't a joke. I'm unpacking this thought live with you right now. I don't. There's something dead about it. It feels like a store that was there died. Or like it sits upon the land of various dead managers and they're going to build something. There's nothing there, but there should be. It takes up space. It's in the way for no reason. There's things happening inside of this block, but you can't see. There's just something creepy when they shut down Claire's or whatever, and they're like, coming soon. Ajamba juice, whatever. And it's just this big Minecraft block and you can't see anything in it. It just makes me think of dead things. This should be a Tubi horror movie. I should write a horror movie. I looked at some clips earlier this morning. I don't know why YouTube gave me, like, funniest Tubi movie moments or some shit. And I realized, oh, y' all just go outside with your phone and you just shoot whatever, and then you can put it on Tubi. So maybe what I'm talking about is that a horror movie centered around coming soon blocks in the mall. It could be, like, end eight. I don't think that's what it's called. You know, it could be like that, like, subway horror thing, Subliminal space, and Was that there a second ago? Wait, where am I? It could be like that, or you're, like, lost in a mom. I'll work on it. Nearly every time that I interact with white women in the wild, I ask myself why niggas are so obsessed with them. I'm already gay, so p ssy Attraction is just generally confusing for me. I'm just like, okay, here's another one. Here's another one. Here's another one. Now I know that there can't be, like, some underground subterranean village of white bitches that are, like, the Elite kind. Maybe there are. Because every single time, and I'm talking about even the pretty, even, especially the bad ones, I was like, you wanted to put a ring on and keep this. Have at it, bro. I don't even know why we'd be arguing with these about it or you be arguing with these about it. I stopped a long time ago. I would just let everybody lay where they want to, literally and figuratively. But, yeah, what's that? What is that? But you know what? You niggas don't actually listen to the women in your lives anyway. So you have a whole family with this white bitch, and you have absolutely no gauge or understanding of her personality anyway, because she speaks and you just stop listening. Never mind. I'm back. I figured it out. That's about it for my Furious Thoughts today. I will just leave you with one more. Who wants a cherry on top? And why of all the fruit and for what? Like, what does that do? Have you ever specifically got a dessert that didn't have a cherry on it? And we're like, oh, please. And if you did, why? We'll be right back. Hey, all, welcome back to Furious Thoughts. I have a very special guest with me. He's a dj, he's an. An event creator. He's a photographer. He's an underground legend, okay? Creator of the popular dance party for black, brown, queer and trans folks sex tapes. That's no vowels. And actually a very good real life friend of mine and fellow Kid, DJ Kid is in the house with us tonight. Kid with two Ds. I'm very happy to have you here. I. Some of my followers may be familiar with the times I went by DJ Kinky Twists, and I would upload mixes to places like Tumblr and soundcloud for the fuckery. All that to say, I have many DJ friends from all the different generations of my life. I really, really respect what you all do bring to the table and how you have historically been and still should be. Excuse me. The really, like, the pioneers and the tastemakers and, like, the expressive force of what's going on musically. So what would you say or when was, like, your first inclination that you had, like, an artistic energy that drew you to music? When did you learn that Addison Rae does not?