![]() ![]() If folks are enjoying the party, they might finally remember his name, and then he won’t have to keep spelling it out in cake frosting and pool floaties. Walt offers Aniq a Bush/Cheney shirt that’s sure to set Zoë’s loins afire and asks if people are having fun. Aww, did he drop his mix CD? Jerk’ll just have to pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!Īniq slinks to the bathroom, trying to dry his outfit and plastic circular love-note before Zoë can spot him. Xavier, already bitter that he’s been waitlisted at Stanford, sees the entering Aniq and shoves this two-faced Yoko of Ska into the pool. Even Aniq has noticed that the musicians’ “vibes” have become too different. It’s time for Ska-pe Diem to break up, he decrees. Like a seer practices divination through tea leaves, Yasper peers at his buddy’s frosted tips and foresees a near-future in which he runs fast and far in the opposite musical direction. ![]() Xavier, a big ol’ prepster Labrador puppy, bounds into the party to display the blond and center-parted hair he calls a new persona. ![]() Aniq’s playlist better be chock full of Shaggy bangers. Freshman wooers with their own vehicles are rare. When he reveals he’s bringing his car, one can almost hear the coffin-lid slamming shut on Aniq’s romantic prospects. Zoë, killing time, swigs down a drink or two and falls into conversation with Brett, who is demonstrably horny for her and will also be sharing her city for the next four years. He knows he can’t seal the deal without Shaggy (natch) and an acrostic letter-puzzle (natch?), so he labors over a mix CD and winds up arriving at the gathering far later than his chem partner. It’s a horrifying goody bag, but, by golly, it’s made with love.Īniq’s Stanford acceptance has given him the confidence to ask Zoë on a legit, honest-to-God date, and therefore he proposes that they hit the party at approximately the same time and then kinda roam the house until they find each other. But even in his own mind movie, he’s little more than a bit player, lurking in the periphery of his classmates’ dramas with stammering offers of GOP tank-tops and stew. Walt narrates the story as though he’s a character in a teen house-party flick. Though nobody remembers his presence at Hillmount High or gawky participation in several key reunion moments, it was he who held the infamous bash of 2006. Patty’s blowout, but Walt wants everyone gathered in Xavier’s living room to finally hear what he has to say. She asks for a volunteer to tell her privately about the St. Having promised to send the ringer her reports when his flight lands in an hour, Danner has exactly 60 minutes to crack the case. ![]() (Adorning our mammaries with the word “Juicy” was not the fashion slam-dunk we thought it was.) Less satisfying was seeing some of my own early-aughts style choices onscreen. Despite my grumbles about having to wait for four episodes to learn anything about the hellish green soiree, this half-hour offered up a satisfying payoff. And that life can be turned to garbage by two malevolent Jennifers and a Nick Carter wannabe who couldn’t locate a G-spot if he had a state-of-the-art TomTom to guide him. Also, that the man who loves diarrhea games and totes around a special Sharpie for graffiti pranks was the most popular guy in school. Patrick’s Day party? Well, for one, that Walt has missed his calling if he’s not currently working as a superspy. ![]()
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