Smart Party Talk of 1974
Let’s listen in, Dear Readers, and see what these 1974 Party Goers are talking about.
Nanoo Nanoo! I really like you’re hair, sunshine! It’s totally Munga! I really like it when chicks aren’t afraid to take it to the max when it comes to their hair. My name’s Jason by the way.
Backatcha! Jason! You’re hair’s pretty bitchin’ too. It’s trippy! And I like your spiffy turtle neck sweater too. I’m Jennifer by the way.
You mind if I get a plate and join you before some cat bogarts all the buffet, Jennifer?
Boo-yah! Help yourself!
I am buggin out at all this food! It’s way decent! Hey see that chick over there wearing the flower power dress?
I just tried to leave with. But she told me to buzz off. It was heavy.
That airhead? Gag me with a spoon! She’s always out to lunch.
I hear that. Some Jive Turkey came over and told me to keep on truckin’. I think it was her jock boyfriend. He was really harshing my mellow. He kept giving me the hairy eyeball. It was really raunchy!
Jason, you’ve got to maintain. Her boyfriend’s a Rah Rah. He just thinks he’s cool because he knows how to pop a wheelie.
That’s bogus! I told the him to stop dipping in my Kool-aid and that’s when he said up your nose with a rubber hose. So I told him Well Excu-u-use me! In your face! That latered him.
That’s just rude-city! What a cheese-weazel! He must think he’s at a psycho convention.
No duh! Listen, Jennifer, do you mind if I call you Hotpants?
Sike! I’m just yankin’ your chain, Jennifer. Hope I didn’t freak you out!
Ha ha! What It Was, What It Is, What It Will Be!
Listen, Jennifer, how about we book this buffet, and jump in my Shaggin’ Wagon? I’ll let you ride shotgun. And I promise I won’t jump your bones. We’ll just veg out. It’ll be primo!
I can dig it. I’m totally stoked!
Then it looks like we’re Audie 500, my mellow!
Until next time . . . I love you