Sorry so late. Issues with work. F-Britt, J-Jenny, B-Cody, R-Jon, M-Patricia, Co-Leah, Dr-Pete, Ro-Sean, E-James, Crim-Eris. Tech- A-Chance, B-Austin, cont….Board-Gregg, Sound-Sean, Danny, Grip-Snow, James, Jesse, Andy, David, FW-Alex,TK, David. Transies- everyone else who I will have tomorrow.
What this meant was: There were a lot of people out and who couldn’t get out of work!!! I am fairly certain I was half dead for the first part of the show. The programs were not cooperating, the car was packed to the brim, the makeup was all in my eyes, I had a wedgie the whole show…whine whine whine.
But.
BUT.
BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT.
There was Alex. And there was Gangnam Gamgham Gingham Style!!!! We rocked that shit!
Alex, of course, was Psy, complete with the powder blue with velvet trim coat. Jenny and Amy had pseudo matching gold and silver metallic color dresses as the sexy ladies, and towel boy twins Cody and Jeremy rocked it up. A giant yellow Zoot suit for Sean as the dancing DJ, and the Taco King rocked out the white pants…dear God I have never ever seen him in white pants…as the thruster. I don’t know what else you would call that part, exactly, other than…the thruster. Terrifying but accurately carried out. I wore sequins, and the backup dancers jived and spasmed as was needed. It was excellence.
From what I understand, our video went up on Rockypedia.org. Nicely done, peeps, nicely done!
The show…I watched everything and nothing. Storage was imminent and too much candy was had by all. Work the next day was hell. I don’t even.
Leah
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