Pretty sure I acted almost exactly like that this weekend during a rip-roaring weekend in Minneapolis with some good friends. Also pretty sure I saw group of upstanding, 30-something professional family men on a bus get up and dance to/act out this entire song… with the “call me!” hand-phone & everything (*COUGH* Crowley). All of which remind me how true this really is…
And if we’re going by those standards – coupled with the fact that I can’t keep coffee, toothpaste or BBQ sauce in my mouth, then that makes me about 8 years old.
…and renders Karrie somewhere around 6. She sure does put on a great front though.
PS: A big fat kudos to my girl Jenny Sain for finding this gem on YouTube. So actually, you can thank her.
Have a great week!!