Hear ye, hear ye! All ye dweebs and jocks, preppies and new-wavers! All hail the dork king, astride his steed (which resembles a dragon, an homage to his Dungeons and Dragons skills).
I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum.
The crowd goes nuts! A damsel with a parasol tosses Brach’s candies as a sign of support for the new regime!
Competition to be his queen is fierce! Tammy gives him a wink while shamelessly putting her crafty crepe paper skills on display. 
Bonnie Tyler lyrics run through her head. She can hardly keep her wits about her.
Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need!
Not to be outdone, Travis plunges through her crepe paper mayhem, as though lassoed by her wiles. 
No need to hold out for a hero any longer, Tammy! I am here with my hairless chest and my peachfuzz ‘stache at your command!
Whom shall she choose?
I Don't Get It 
Dorks? Dungeons and Dragons? Lord I am so glad I was 35 in ’85. I had a whole different set of problems. But I sure like Brachs candies. And I couldn’t help but notice the drummer in charge with the “head ape” cap. Wait was Dungeons and Dragons around in 1985? And what would you call an anti-dork.
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D&D started in 1974. I don’t know what to call an anti-dork? Smooth?
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Really! I had no idea it was that old. If someone had mentioned Dungeons and Dragons back then I would have thought it was a new night club. I’ll take smooth.
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LOL new night club!
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No matter the era, the bad boy wins, Kerbey.
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Yes, At least at that age. By the time she’s 35, hopefully a woman can figure out the lure of a nice guy is preferable.
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Teens, not yet, no way, Kerbey.
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Yeah… about that…
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fantastic storyline–you know how to pull a tale together, Kerbey. That last peachfuzz ‘stache as me eww-ing again. Brings me back, I guess. Tammy looks like a handful. The Brachs bags were fun to put together. Wonder what the Parasol Queen included in her selections? Thinking the Dork King’s glasses allow for x-ray vision and he is checking out the females in the crowd. Lastly, my heart goes out to the drummers. Band was was a tough gig, but really it’s the best kids. My opinion.
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It better be the best kids; my kid is joining band in August! 🙂 You know, you may be right about those x-ray vision glasses. Who’s having the last laugh now? Evidently the D&D Dork.
I think the Brach’s is full of peanut butter chews and butterscotch. But if it were me, it would be dark chocolate coconut mounds/haystacks at $9/lb.
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While I hope they’re all smacking their foreheads in embarrassment right about now, I’m just happy they’re enjoying themselves. I haven’t collected sets upon sets of data, kerbey, but the 80s were so much more happy than the following 30 years.
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Truly. That’s why we look fondly back! And it all ended with Gorbachev tearing down that wall, so that’s a happy ending, eh?
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Don’t know why this brings to mind weird science, but it does…
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How ’bout a nice greasy pork sandwich served in a dirty ashtray?
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