like, oh my GOD! the party was so BITCHEN!
i’m like totally freaking out!
i finally had the biggest hair of anyone.
at this point in my life, i’m old enough to know better than to drink the mystery punch and not just because it was yellow.
my costume was vintage 80s adrienne vittadini purchased off ebay for $15. but the really amusing part was that i actually owned this sweater in the cardigan version with pockets, which i seem to recall set me back about $100. that was/is still a lot of beer money.
not only my son, but also my daughter asked me if i was supposed to be a cow.
no one threw up, but “spicoli” slipped and fell on the keg overflow and broke his ass on the tile floor.
i was busting some moves that i forgotten i had.
no seemed to notice the homoerotic undertones of the dance moves the “choose life” buddies where throwing down, but then i’ve got gaydar like nobody’s business.
oh yeah. my husband wore the original mullet wig i bought…and i kind of noticed this. i’m just saying.
i put this slide show together to commemorate the evening.
if the song sounds a little familiar, it’s because some iconic 90s grunge trio, which shall remain nameless, totally ripped off the guitar riff from what might be one of the best 80s songs ever, without even bothering to give credit where credit is due.
now of the three, one of the guys is dead and another one is … a blogger. yeah, karma’s a bitch. like, totally.
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