I'm a big pro wrestling fan. Please get all laughter regarding that out of the way.
A couple years ago, a friend of mine had arranged for me to make a grand entrance, at someone's birthday party. I wasn't expected to be there, so we figured we'd ham it up. So, in true pro wrestling style, he planned to turn down the stereo, grab everyone's attention, and make a big announcement, that included a tonne of catchphrases, which we had brainstormed. We had his entire mini-speech worked out, as well as all the logistics. Only one thing remained: My theme music.
I have absolutely no shame saying that my very first thought, and the song that we ended up going with, was "Sexy Back". When that music hit, and I came strutting through the door, suit jacket draped over my shoulder, it was one of the more retardedly awesome moments of my life. Everyone went ape-shit nuts, and a good laugh was had by all. Most importantly, the birthday girl to this day refers to that as one of her top birthday moments.
What's the moral of this story?
I freakin' rock, and...
I literally brought sexy back.
