children of the 90s, rise up
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This is a drive-by post; I will be back later to answer comments (oh my god I love you guys have I mentioned that recently) and probably to make a fjdsfjdshf post about last night's ep.
BUT IN THE MEANTIME:
Me: Do you remember the Gator Golf commercial from when we were kids?
Burro: What the fuck is Gator Golf?
Me: *Sings the Gator Golf jingle*
Waiters in the Restaurant: *Side-eye me so hard I'm surprised nobody hurt themselves*
Burro: Nope, not ringing a bell.
Me: Seriously? This song's been stuck in my head for 17 years and you've got nothing?
Burro: Hahahahaha 17 years, your life blows.
Me: You're not helping.
Burro: You're beyond help.
THE GATOR GOLF COMMERCIAL, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN:
Guys. I ask you. I plead with you. Leave the scraps of terrible 90s commercials you remember in the comments. Link me to YouTube vids, embed shit, tell me how to access the mp3 files. THIS IS A CALL TO ARMS: I CANNOT TORTURE BURRO BY MYSELF, AND HE NEEDS TO BE TORTURED. For the sake of nostalgia. For the sake of my pride. For the sake of long-suffering older sisters everywhere.
ETA from the car on our way to spring Burrito from school:
Burro: Dude, I'm such a fucking bum right now, this hoodie isn't even clean.
Me: Yeah, man. My sweatshirt's clean, but my shoes totally don't match right now.
Burro: YOUR SHOES DON'T MATCH?!
Me: Yeah, what's the--oh my god, you asshole, I meant they don't match my outfit, they match EACH OTHER, what is wrong with you?
Burro: Don't look at me like that. You think I forgot how you used to dress in high school?
IF I DIDN'T LOVE HIM SO MUCH I'D HATE HIM, YOU GUYS. He must paaaaaaay.
BUT IN THE MEANTIME:
Me: Do you remember the Gator Golf commercial from when we were kids?
Burro: What the fuck is Gator Golf?
Me: *Sings the Gator Golf jingle*
Waiters in the Restaurant: *Side-eye me so hard I'm surprised nobody hurt themselves*
Burro: Nope, not ringing a bell.
Me: Seriously? This song's been stuck in my head for 17 years and you've got nothing?
Burro: Hahahahaha 17 years, your life blows.
Me: You're not helping.
Burro: You're beyond help.
THE GATOR GOLF COMMERCIAL, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN:
Guys. I ask you. I plead with you. Leave the scraps of terrible 90s commercials you remember in the comments. Link me to YouTube vids, embed shit, tell me how to access the mp3 files. THIS IS A CALL TO ARMS: I CANNOT TORTURE BURRO BY MYSELF, AND HE NEEDS TO BE TORTURED. For the sake of nostalgia. For the sake of my pride. For the sake of long-suffering older sisters everywhere.
ETA from the car on our way to spring Burrito from school:
Burro: Dude, I'm such a fucking bum right now, this hoodie isn't even clean.
Me: Yeah, man. My sweatshirt's clean, but my shoes totally don't match right now.
Burro: YOUR SHOES DON'T MATCH?!
Me: Yeah, what's the--oh my god, you asshole, I meant they don't match my outfit, they match EACH OTHER, what is wrong with you?
Burro: Don't look at me like that. You think I forgot how you used to dress in high school?
IF I DIDN'T LOVE HIM SO MUCH I'D HATE HIM, YOU GUYS. He must paaaaaaay.
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Date: 2011-03-22 07:29 pm (UTC)I offer up for your delectation (and potential ear worm), the almost psychedelically bizarre Australiam import, Bananas In Pyjamas
Bananas in pyjamas are coming down the stairs
Bananas in pyjamas are coming down in pairs
Bananas in pajamas are chasing teddy bears
Cos on Tuesdays they all try to catch them unawares
Boom boom pow boom boom pow
I can't get an embed link on the iPad, but here's the share link to the insanity: Theme to Bananas in Pyjamas
I would also like to note that the first time I saw this, it was playing at 4 am (?) and I had come home a little stoned (contact high) and a little drunk (Moet) and as I watched big yellow bananas running around in blue and white striped pajamas and little white hats, speaking very politely in their Australian accents, I decided no amount of alcohol was worth the hallucinations.
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Date: 2011-03-22 07:33 pm (UTC)Of course, it's going to be a week before that earworm leaves my head.
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Date: 2011-03-22 07:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-22 08:32 pm (UTC)DKLHFDSJKFHDSF I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE WHAT THEY WERE LIKE NOT-SOBER OH MY GOD D:
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Date: 2011-03-22 09:10 pm (UTC)This is also around the time that I stumbled upon Sailor Moon (which aired at 6 am - again WtF?) - talk about stone-cold-fuck-nuts.
SHUDDERS in memory.
ALSO
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPOS
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Date: 2011-03-22 09:14 pm (UTC)BUT SDJKFHDSJKFHDSKFGDS HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPOS THE WORST PART OF THAT GAME WAS THOSE STUPID BALLS THEY ATE, THEY NEVER STAYED IN THE GAME, THEY GOT EVERYWHERE ALL THE TIME DFDSFSD
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Date: 2011-03-22 08:44 pm (UTC)This is the version I used to watch: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gp4yhPGMb0k&feature=related