Then Beyonce came out. Queen Bey took the stage for thirty minutes of dancing and singing like a maniac. And she killed it.
Killed it dead.
|Side note: I'm installing some kind of hydraulic system in my living room so that I, too, can be lifted up through the floor to appear when we have dinner guests.|
Suddenly, I was transported back into high school, driving around with my friend Jessica in my pearl white '98 Honda Prelude. (For the record, I graduated H.S. in 2003. I. Feel. Old.)
For those who grew up in the Destiny's Child era with me...
...allow me to take you back.