Impromptu dance parties in your apartment are so much fun, but there's that one moment where you kind of become too aware of the moment and then you're kind of concentrating. It's like you're MTV and you just co-opted your own fun; you're trying to carefully imitate some cooler version of yourself that existed 5 seconds earlier.
Point is, even in your most joyful moments of sheer bliss, your own miserable self is just lurking around the corner, about to ruin it. Happy Monday.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Impromtu Dance Party Awareness
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How can such a depressing commentary be so damn hilarious??? Everything you say is true. SIMYP is like never, ever missing any party, ever.
That's because I have personally field-tested every shitty party ever.
Is that Amy Poehler?
What's the opposite of a sausage fest?
Boom, boom, end the gloom: Shake the Room!
The opposite of a sausage fest is a clam bake. The opposite of boring is SIMYP.
If you take Amy Poehler's one legged character from SNL and add a little bit of black eyed peas you totally got the girl in the middle.
Clam bake hahaha! My life was nothing before SIMYP.
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