in the weeks leading up to my best gay moving away. we spent a lot of time together. one night my best gay, my best gal and i were at a house my gay was housesitting at. we had a night full of wine, cheezwiz, bad movies and giggles.
my best gal and i were awoken bright and early (mind you, after a night full of wine) by my gay. playing this song. as loud as he can. and dancing in his bright orange tightie whities.
i am very much not a morning person, but in my 30 years of living, this was my most brilliant wake up call. and i’ll forever love this song, for that reason.
