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Watch Out For the Pipe Wrench...

Calling all kids from the 80's! Have you seen this video? Some guy (with TONS of time on his hands) took the A-ha video 'Take On Me' and changed the lyrics to what is literally happening. It's pretty funny....



I am now going into the attic to dig up my boy toy belt, lace gloves, multiple neon socks to wear with black heels. I am going down...not in a Blaze of Glory but rather a Blaze of Nostalgia. Ah, the 80's.

Back then if you had told me that America would befriend Russia, my brother would go to Moscow where he would study and meet his future wife, well, I probably would have laughed. And now we're not friends with Russia again. Go figure.

The totally tubular feed to the humor-blogs site is, like, so totally here!

Comments

OMG! That is so awesome! Cracked me up!
Merrie said…
That's great! And now I'll go home and find my jelly bracelets and little plastic charms of hair dryers and toothbrushes. Remember those? I can't bring myself to give them to my daughter just yet.
tim h said…
That white painted hand reaching out of the book is as creepy as hell. As HELL.
Jormengrund said…
I really do miss the days of spandex and leg warmers!

You know, it was quite the fuel for a young adolescent boy to be able to watch all the girls walking around in spandex..

Somehow, the world just felt right when the cute ones walked by!

Great article Bex!
Deb said…
Loved that video in the '80s, and this was just a riot! Time to go dry my hair upside down and use 1/2 bottle of Aussie Spray Sprunch to defy gravity. Nothin' like the 80s!
weesle909 said…
Thanks for sharing - this was funny.

"Show this guy then cut back to these two."

Best line...
Anonymous said…
OMG, I had pictures of A-Ha from Tiger Beat magazine. I always dreamed I would totally wow them with my bad perm, stirrup pants and Swatch. I miss the '80s.
Brad said…
The Family Guy take on this is priceless, too...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqwUF7ez_XU&feature=related
Bex said…
FADKOG - It took me back to the good old days, that's for sure.

Merrie - I do remember those! My girls aren't ready, either.

Tim H - I always thought so, too. Nobody I know would be sitting in a diner, reading a comic book (ok, actually I could end this sentence right there), and then suddenly a hand pops out - and you take the hand. Nope. None of my homies.

Jormengrund - Thanks!

Deb - We all had combustible hair back then.

Weesle - that's my favorite line, too!!! Classic....

KC - I used to have a swatch that I loved and I lost it. Whenever I look through an old purse for something it always crosses my mind that maybe I'll find it...I miss my swatch!!!!

Brad - I hadn't seen that one (until now). Funny!!!

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