Everybody there tries to put my sloopy down

Late night milkshake run to the corvette diner, travesty of blinky lights, and 'flair,' and beehive-wearing waitresses who insist on TOUCHING you, and crappy oldies blasted at an unreasonably loud volume.



We tell our friend Mike that 'Sloopy' is a euphemism for his 'Junk.' The five of us spend the next three minutes laughing so hard we nearly choke on our chocolate malts and french fries. Just TRY listening to the song now without cracking up. I DARE you.