This ain’t Taytyme...it’s 00AsianDisco.

Well I’ll be a monkey’s uncle if this ain’t the easiest blog to break into in the entire “internet.” Now I’ve tried my share of illegal activity on this here computer but this break-in takes the cake.

Let me tell you a story about a girl named “erin” and a city called “New York.” Now “erin” happened to be groovin’ to some cheesy pop music at this bar downtown when she discovered a secret room in the basement next to the bathroom. There were some crazy strobe lights shining into the hallway with that come-hither look that one could hardly resist. In a trance, “erin” along with a few friends investigated the situation only to find, to their amazement and delight, that this room was filled with disco music and neon lights, and it had the star of David painted on the dance floor. Yes. The Star of David.

I know what you’re thinking. THIS IS THE BEST PARTY EVER! But alas, the second “erin” started chanting “Go David, go David!” the lights suddenly turned off and the music came to a screeching halt.

Well I’ll be damned. “Erin” looked through the darkness only to find a pair of old Asian men telling her to please leave the bar. “Erin” proceeded to tell them in her calmest shout that the asian disco was over when she said it was over.

Well, that was that. Someone (I won’t name names) got kicked out, only to find comfort in that ever-so-faithful pizzeria Rosario’s where her tradition of comedic bulimia will live to see another day.