
This is so sad. I realized today that there is an entire generation of people who cannot do the Time Warp, will never throw rice and toast, hurl toilet paper, snap their gloves or yell "Damnit, Janet, I love you!".
I put on my fishnet body stocking and set out on an educational mission to train and enlighten the local youth. All in all, I think that it went pretty well... until a small group of fundies confiscated my "He's the Hero" poster (on heavy paper!) and compromised it's rigidity by folding it into an offering box. Now, when you drop quarters into it, you can hear Val Kilmer's voice say, "Thank you for tithing."