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The ultimate respect one can give another is to capitalize their name, no matter the scenario.  That’s why I scream the names of people I respect.  Such as “JUDGE” or “POPE!” or “BEST BUY EMPLOYEE!”

The Black Eyed Peas are an excellent musical group.  I’ve never heard one of their songs and thought, “Oh, shit son, this is the Black Eyed Peas!”  Do you know why?

Because the Black Eyed Peas never sound alike!!!  I can’t remember any of their songs, first off, but that’s besides the point.  The point is this:

That is the greatest song EVER. We all know this. Whatchu gonna do with all that junk? Hear how that first guy sounds like some sort of weird pedophile on the corner of main and 7th? And then the chick sounds like some sort of lady who had her balls squeezed?

Now listen to this shit:

Notice how everyone in this video sound like angels who just touched the lips of Moses after he had a big steak dinner? Excellent…excellent music.

Ok, I blame my dinner for this post. My point is this: I didn’t even know this was the Black Eyed Peas as I sat on the corner of main and 7th the other week. Much to me and the gentleman in front of my path’s surprise, it was indeed the Black Eyed Peas. And then I punched him. That’s why they deserve my respect. I punch! Because they do not sound like Pearl Jam.

I need a nap. Also I think he said “L-l-l-lets fuck a ridge, to the other side.” Not sure what that means, but I’m too frightened to hit rewind.

What else can I say? In all seriousness, I love this song. It’s just too perfect. It has weird sounds, it has a lady who sounds like some sort of prostitute over in a shanty town on the border of el paso, and then it goes “oh oh OHHH oHHHHHH” and then it goes “oh oh OHHH oHHHHH” again and I’m all “eeee!!!!”

Oh mylanta!