If you've been looking for a surefire way to end up booty dancing with someone's mom (and really, who isn't?) I may have just what you need.
Granted, it's the same three white guys in wigs telling the same tired jokes they told the last time you saw them play the same 15 eighties party songs until they get too drunk from their own bar tab to actually finish a gig:
...But man, the things it does to a crowd full of loose women and drunken sailors.
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