ring ring, motherf*cker.
I associate the sound with middle-school dances; indoor basketball courts of concrete
Fumbles and bumps, awkward shuffles, no eye contact
Loose brackets on my teeth—unreliable; “crank that thang now yooooou”
I associate the sound with my ringback tone in 2005—an opening riff engrained as,
👹👹👹 "HOT 99…
