Story time because this was one of the most surreal experiences of my life and I need to talk about it
So when I was sixteen I worked in a Dairy Queen in a mall (which was as awful as it sounds) and during prom season we had people that’d walk around in prom attire to kill time before the dance started.
You also need to know that among those suits in boxes you can buy at Macy’s is a three-piece American flag suit. I’m not joking.
So imagine, if you will, six white guys who were fuck-you tall all walking around the mall in this exact suit and matching white cowboy hats. Hilarious in and of itself, my coworkers and I were all cackling.
BUT THEN
My mall also had these motorized animals you can ride, they were marketed towards kids but there’s no way they’re gonna say no to an adult willing to pay $14 to ride on an elephant for half an hour
So like ten minutes after we see them, all of them come
RIDING ALONG IN A FUCKING CONGA LINE
Just these six identical cowboys each on their own animal, each animal blaring it’s own rendition of B-I-N-G-O, and I basically nearly burst into tears.
I hope they went on to start their own boy band or something.
