Don’t think I’d leave you hanging without another Friday Throwback. I miss the old Martin Lawrence. This show was like a representation of funny, grown and sexy black folks in the early nineties—I was into it. Anyway, I got my very first job when I was 15-years-old doing some grunt work at Baltimore County’s Social Security Administrative office. It was in the summer which sucked because I had to sleep at a reasonable hour, but a local station played Martin re-runs every night around the same time I turned in. It was kind of the best thing about having a summer job. I still sometimes wish I was Gina.