I have u all beat, 6th grade I had front row seats to Bobby Brown's "humpin around" tour. I was a small frail little white kid surrounded by every sexually starved african american women in Portland. He handed his sweat towl to my little sister ( thanks??) and a large, large women took it aggresively from her. Then somehow a brawl between this women and like 17 others followed, and i think a fake nail flew into my eye. What did I learn from this, war is hell
