90s hip-hop, making an entire generation apathetic. You want me to put my hands up in the air like I just don’t care — but what if I do care that my hands are up? What if I threw my hands up for a reason — a purpose — why do you want me to disregard this? I will never put my hands in the air like I just don’t care, because I do care about the placement of my hands in relation to the atmosphere. How about you place your feet on the ground like a lethargic wildebeest, and I’ll do whatever I want with my appendages. These are the conversations that I had during every hip-hop concert I’ve been to. I didn’t lose my virginity until later in life — both of which are undoubtedly related.
Today at the TUF 17 finale, Clint Hester enforced the classic rule that when you’re in the presence of an audience, you should throw your hands in the air like you just don’t care. Especially when you’re hit with a meteoric standing elbow. Props to Zprophet for the .gif.
