That poor kid could go on to play 20 seasons in the NBA and retire to the Cayman Islands with planes, and cribs, and boats, and hoes and all his friends will ever talk about is the time he got faced by the white kid in the locker room freshman year. Vicious, absolutely VICIOUS dunk.
Few things about the dunk. Let’s break it down:
1.) I know this dunking phenomena has really caught in here in the last month or so, but whatever happened to a good old fashioned nut tap? Back in the day we used to have rubberband wars and play that game where you make a circle below your waist and whoever gets caught looking gets slugged. Now it’s all about props and cell phones and cameras. Way too much production going on just to fuck with your friends. Don’t get me wrong, I love watching these videos, but last time I checked a well timed sack tap or purple Nurple still gets the job done.
2.) Hey kid on the bench, your Grandma die or something? How about we look alive. Where’s the energy? Some kid just got posterized right in front of your face, I need you to bring the intensity like the crowd after someone just got schooled at an And 1 game:
3.) Its been longer than I care to acknowledge since I’ve roamed my high school’s locker room, but I’d imagine if you’re still rocking a nerd backpack complete with Mexican truck flames you’re probably just asking to be fucked with. Clean it up and maybe these things won’t happen, dweeb.