I walked out of the movie Black Panther. They had this scene that looked like the Oregon Ducks coming out of the tunnel. Then, the makers of this movie, chickened out. I walked out!
You don’t have to invite me to a costume ho-down – but once! When I saw black folks dressed in African regalia on the news, I had to get me some. All I had was a pillowcase to my safari sleep-set. I draped it over my shoulder, and…….Wah-Lah Wakanda!
“Wakanda, here I come! Just me, and my regal self.”
Being born in Oakland, need I say the opening of Black Panther was my favorite part.
“Oakland 1992”
Well done, sir! However, the scene on the barge, stank, then sunk! These gorgeous women began to move their bodies in a dull and ho-hum manner. I glanced over at my umbrella to make sure it was in plain sight when I make a quick exit. Right away, I became aware of the camera, the director, the whole crew is thinking ‘Jigaboo’.
“Let’s not overdo it. Let’s be safe and make the dance…
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