I once had deluded dreams of grandeur related to becoming an internet-based, chubby-white-girl rap sensation; but alas, Leslie Hall beat me to it, and based on her wicked stage presence and collection of metallic-based fashion, Im not going to try and step to that shit. Indeed, Leslie and the LYs are capable of delivering one of the hottest dance parties youd never expect from a large woman in even-larger glasses and a gold body suit. How We Go Out will bring endless pleasure to anyone from a small town: On the way to the club we pass a Dairy Queen / You stop cause you know it means so much to me / We take the back seats out of your minivan / Now we roll like a Hummer or a full size sedan I quiver in awe and embarrassment to think that I could have ever hoped to produce such a level of well, awe and embarrassment. All hail Leslie! All ages.