Mmmm, bad movies, good pizza, great friends.

[sageandsea]

Last night rensarockstar hosted Cheesy 80s Movie Night. We ate way too much good food, and laughed ourselves silly at Chopper Chicks from Zombietown, Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, and Nine to Five.

I got Chopper Chicks from someone on Tamson House years and years ago; we watched it once when I got it and never looked at it again. I must say that it has gotten MUCH better and much funnier with age. And we were thrilled when Snarky Blind Orphan Lance started talking and it was HAL SPARKS! Even then, with the snark: "Blind kids, a midget, dykes on bikes... we could start a side-show!" And the circus-polka music for the shuffling zombies was fantastic!!!

Chopper Chicks blended well into the star-studded sucktacularity which is Sgt. Pepper, in part because the lead Cycle Slut and Steven Tyler have the same hair. I watched Sgt. Pepper like 5025135896 times when I was 13-14, because Peter Frampton was GOD, but last night I learned the difference between 13 and 39. At 13, it's so sad and romantic that he loved Strawberry so much that he can't live without her, and throws himself off the porch roof. At 39, all I can think is "That roof isn't high enough to kill yourself, you'll just break a leg" and "Oh my god, that just negates everything she did for you by killing off Steven Tyler, you pussy" and other, equally un-romantic things.

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[just-the-ash.livejournal.com]

but last night I learned the difference between 13 and 39.

This is precisely why I am so, so glad that I didn't get my first tattoo until I was 29. At 13, I would have desired that the Styx logo (speaking of rock dinosaurs) be emblazoned in chrome-effect letters with beveled edges upon one of my buttocks. And I would now be having to get, I dunno, a giant black centipede or something to cover it up.

[sage-and-sea.livejournal.com]

Oh, I dunno, I think a big Styx logo on your ass would be sexay!