Wednesday, September 27, 2006

the nail in the coffin of childhood

Not long ago, we lived in a simpler, more innocent time when the phrases "Screech from Saved by the Bell" and "Dirty Sanchez" lived far, far away from one another.

God, I miss that time.

There's a Violet Bickerstaff/Lisa Turtle joke in here somewhere, but I'm too queasy to flesh it out right now. Maybe once I stop clawing at my own face from SHEER TERROR. Right now I feel a lot like I did when I heard that Jonathan Brandis, my very first adolescent crush, had committed suicide. I was in New York on a business trip and was wearing a suit and watching C-SPAN when my roommate called to tell me. In that moment, I felt that childhood was officially, finally over.

"Nope, EJ-- it takes my own special brand of Perv to finish off the innocence of youth!


I-66 said...

Sorry, I'm still reeling from seeing the words "dirty" and "sanchez" together on your blog. I can't even bring myself to click the link.

S said...

i think i just threw up a little in my mouth.

Jen said...

Oh. Oh God. Uh. Oh, uhhh "Saved by the Smell"? Oh sweet Jesus. Euuuugh.

S said...

i just read that has a preview of the video. you know, if you decide you don't want to eat for six weeks.

VP of Dior said...

in the clip i saw, i think screech calls out mark paul gossler (zach) and trys to one-up him. sad. screech must need to pay the rent or something because he totally leaked this himself.