In case the teenaged son and the ever-present reusable grocery sacks in the back of my customized Hyundai Santa Fe didn't clue you in, I'm no spring chicken. In fact I was born in 1975 and consider myself an 80's kid. So when a friend posted this little gem on Facebook yesterday I all but cried in sappy fit of nostalgia.
If you're close to my age you totally remembered 99% of those references and you'll more than likely appreciate this little diddy from one of my all time favorite movies. Enjoy!
