Dance party, O-town style: think one fella in a neckerchief and the tightest pants ever, hopped up on Coca-Cola, trucking around one sister plus boyfriend, somebody's best friend Leah, and three really drunk mamacitas who later traded tops in an alleyway before deciding that they had too much bad attitude to be out at Pub 101 anyway.
Somebody order this because this city needs it, bad.
| | mono brown. (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.2){kind=small} just_mono) wrote, |
Um, yeah, no.
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