Let’s break dance, not hearts.
My friend FancyPants has had not one, but two, “chicks” ditch out on our upcoming company Christmas party.
I personally don’t get it, because a) FancyPants is a genuinely cool kid –white boy likes to bust a move (but only to new wave b/c he’s all exclusive like that), and b) Christmas party = free booze and fancy dresses –This, I’m sure the ladies of the haus will agree, is an unbeatable combination, one that could only be bested by a party that has free booze, fancy dresses and a vegetarian burrito bar… and maybe a few boys wearing makeup.
…Because I really like boys who wear makeup.
Speaking of which, I want to personally thank whoever found the haus by googling “The sexiness of Gerard Way.” You are the shizzle.
But yeah, anyway what’s wrong with these girls FancyPants meets? Why the eff can’t they appreciate the boy and his predilection for 80s synth pop?
Maybe it’s that new-wave-guys-finish-last type thing? Dear hannihaus readers, I’m interested in your input. Let’s discuss.