Two pics in Sundays with Amiri, and thus far he stays having some brew on hand.
I love the idea that Amiri gets drunk at parties and just starts randomly blessing people.
Who son?!!? WHOOooooooooo?!!??!?!
Here's a practical joke for black people everywhere: First, memorize the poem "Sombody Blew Up America" (it's about nine minutes or so, but don't worry the egregious length will only add to the hilarity!). Now just wait until some of your caucasian peeps throw you a birthday party or something (don't fret, they'll get to it eventually). Then get ridiculously drunk and when the crowd goes, "Speech! Speech! Speech!" you grab the microphone and perform this:
Hilarious! It's like Punk'd, but better! It's Blunk'd! Holla! Make sure you don't skip any questions. Each one is critical to the cumulative effect.
Anywho, between "Who?" and "Why?" black people are well prepared for any impromptu street interviewing.