OMG!!

Its official!! I have a problem. I love buying "retro" t-shirts with old 1970's and 1980's bits of pop culture on them. So we go back a few weeks, I am skimming my usual copy of US Weekly and at the back they have cool items you can order either by phone or on line. I see a T-Shirt that says "I Love Jake Ryan" if you read my profile then you know that Sixteen Candles is one of my favorite films ever! So I checked the info on how to order and discovered this wonderful little website that sells nothing but those "retro" shirts.

I swear, It was like I was having a wonderful dream. In a place where Jem and the Holograms were all the rage, a place where Mr. T was one bad assss mofo! I PITY THE FOOL who mess with him!!!! and where Batman and Robin (tee hee) were good entertainment instead of some stiring of badly acted movies (which I may or may not be a fan of, ask me tomorrow).

Anyways, I ordered a Saved By The Bell shirt, one that says Bayside Tigers infact, so that I can feel like I too, am Buddy Buddy with Zack and his cool but level-headed bunch of friends. The next day, I got an email from the website and from UPS saying that the shirt would be there the following Tuesday. The countdown was on.

I went to work on Tuesday and was restless all morning. All I could think about was the damn shirt!! I decided I had a "Doctors Appointment" that I "Accidentally" forgot to mention until about 2 hours before. So I left and made it home by noonish. Hadn't seen any sign of delivery, still hope it would be there that day. I waited.....I waited some more.....I had a nap......I got up.......and I waited. FINALLY after I had just sat down to eat dinner, there it was....THE DOORBELL!!!!

Well, I'll tell you something, I really don't think I could have sprang up from that couch any faster than if a pack of angry dogs with bees in their mouths were chasing me. I opened the door and there he was a strange looking guy in a brown uniform... he looked at me, looked at the name and said barely grunted "This you??" and I said "YES!" and he shoved the package in my hand and left. I was pretty disapointed. I guess "Brown" really didn't want to do that much for me. In conclusion, I got the shirt and went to work and displayed my Tiger Pride. THE END. Sorry its so damn long.