Hubby listens to rap. Hardcore rap. He’s even been known to call into the Sirius rap station and comment *on the air* that, “Oh, New York? Is that that place across the river from Jersey?” He likes to think he’s hardcore ghetto, but when Tookie was executed a while back and he asked me if they’d executed “Shookie?” His cover was blown.
He’s whiter than I am, folks, and I’m verging on PASTY here.
Love him to pieces, though. He always switches the station to “Soul” when I’m in the car with him. Melts my heart, I tell you