I am so fucking sick of the catchphrase “It’s Re-Booty time.”
It’s Spring. NYC 2012. The hulking metropolis is shell-shocked as the Captivate Network is mercilessly pummeling elevator riders with Re-Booty time marathons. Up and down, all day and all night, Re-Booty time is being forced to entered the lexicon with the finesse of a sledgehammer.
And by Great Zeus’ Beard, it’s succeeded.
I’ve heard teen girls screaming out “it’s like, re-booty time bitches!”
And it’s become fashionable when ordering desert at a restaurant (when feeling cheeky) to say “oh fuck it, it’s re-booty time! Get me a bananas foster”
Can’t wait for this fad to end already.





