Enough already about the salsa dance! I don’t usually embed videos, because they often loose my trans-imaging effects and reverse the refraction, but since the buzz won’t die down, I’ll make an exception for this:
It’s all over the news and the web that Mo gave Bo the cold shoulder after he went trotting with that little Mexican hotty, Thalia. As usual though, the media only gets it half right.
What really had Lady M torqued-off was the fact she specifically told Big Guy: no dancing at the Fiesta, dude. It had nothing to do with that picante vixen from the other side of the Rio Grande. It’s because every time she sees him out trying to cut the rug, all she can think of is “how in God’s name can a black man have so little rhythm!?!” And then she remembers about her white mother-in-law (may she rest in peace) and there’s no dealing with her for at least another 10 hours.
We haven’t had this much ice in the East Wing since that flap over Big Guy ogling the behind of that underage Brazilian chick. If you thought the apology tour was over at the end of the European trip, you should’ve been around the Big White the next week!
I think things have calmed down now. Mo promised to forgive BO for embarrassing her, and BO promised to have Thalia deported.
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