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TLC: “Creep”

Fact #1: This song made me absolutely paranoid that if I didn’t treat my girlfriends exactly how they wanted to be treated at all times, that they would surely creep around and cheat on me indiscriminately and never, ever let me know.

Observation #1: Doesn’t it seem to be the sign of a healthy relationship to, you know, talk about things if you’re suspicious of your man cheating on you? Instead of just doing it yourself? Or better yet, just leave him? What? No? You’re just gonna stick around in a crappy relationship and yourself contribute to what is clearly a hurricane of a breakup just waiting to happen? Okay, I guess

Fact #2: My never-ending love for this song was developed perhaps subconsciously due to the unbreakable teenage hormone-powered attention with which I watched this video looking for any glimpses of these ladies’ body parts as they danced around in a windy room (???) while wearing silk pajamas (???). Must. See. Boobs. Which leads me to…

Observation #2: All hail the holy side boob of T-Boz!

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