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August 28, 2012 / mummaVegas

The images work SO much better as a slideshow


I’ve completely forgotten how cool I thought BROS were back in the day. I had a conversation recently with a fellow 90s child about that outrageous hit When will I be Famous? and it all came flooding back to me: how much I deeply enjoyed those hours crouched over my double tape-decked boom box rote-learning the lyrics and tween-salivating over the “non-brother, must be a best mate” Craig, because I didn’t have a thing for blondes when I was eleven. There was a lot I didn’t understand about BROS, other than their music made me happy.

A similar renaissance occurred the other night: it appeared I’d also forgotten how cool Date Night was. In the last nine months, I’ve thought that any night that allows me to string more than five hours of uninterrupted sleep together counted as the greatest night of my life (sorry, HB). Date night, which…

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