While prepping for a garage sale the other day, my sister-in-law discovered a cardboard box full of her old cassette tapes. I suppose "old cassette tapes" is redundant. Inside, along with the Graffiti Bridge, 2 Live Crew, and a small smattering of R&B and pop lived Warrant, Kix, Ratt, Whitesnake, LA Guns, and Quiet Riot, as well as some classic kickassery involving a little AC/DC and the Halen. I thought she was pretty cool before she discovered this lost treasure. Now though...now...there's some 80s rock & roll party-time respect. 8RRPTR, for short. The day before that I was taking my little girl to the playground when I happened upon a Michelob Dry bottle coozie. Mich Dry, man. That's some classy shit--especially at the playground. We used to think we were above the common 1991 high school beer drinker when we would throw back a box of Mich Drys. And we were. I left the coozie at the playground. God knows what someone was using it for. Thank you, 1991, for giving us a visit this week. It's nice to know you're still out and about, being fucking cool, making kids these days look like pansies. //re.
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