My mom is an old fashioned woman. She is fairly conservative in her ways, and there have been situations where this has led to a lot of arguments between us. Which is why it was a bit surprising, one fine day to find out that she had developed an adoration of “Thong Song”.
She used to like “Thong Song”. A lot. She used to sing along whenever “Thong Song” came on the radio. A lot. Then she saw a clip from “Thong Song” on the TV. She no longer liked “Thong Song”. Not even a little.
Moral of the story: Multiple cultures, especially along where their boundaries meet, makes for some memorable oddities. My mother has a decent grasp of English. She got by for 12 years in New York without any trouble. When she heard the “Thong Song” for the first time, she enjoyed the music & paid little attention to the content. Which is why she was shocked to see the music video for “Thong Song”. (My sister & I called her to the living room, actually. “Mom, MOM, they’re playing your song on the TV!!”)
However, that was not the last we heard of Cisqo and his apparel oriented melody. No siree bob. You see, I have a distant niece. Her parents, much like my mom, had heard “Thong Song” on the radio and took an immediate liking to it. Much like my mom, they had little idea about what it is the singer was singing about. Her kid brothers, too young to understand the significance of thongs, also took an immediate liking to it.
Unlike my mom, however, they were singing along to “Thong Song” on their family trip. Which, according my niece (and or common sense), was a sight to behold. A car full of kids & middle aged people, singing/screaming along to the chorus of “Thong Song”, and amidst them, a befuddled & embarassed teenage girl.
That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.
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