Your mom picks you up from school. You open the car door and Caribbean Queen is blasting on the radio.
Your dog’s name is Boogaloo … after Breakin’ 2: Electric Boogaloo.
You look at your mom’s jeans with concern. “Mom, those aren’t skinny jeans.” She puts a hand on her hip and smiles. “I know, they’re tapered.”
You’re trying to get over a bad break-up and your mom tells you, “Give him a day or two. Next thing you know, he’ll be outside your window, holding up his boombox playing, In Your Eyes.”
You’re mom picks up a Wii controller and says, “This game looks easy. It’s just like Frogger.”
You’re at a wedding … sitting at a table with your mom. Your dad approaches, grabs your mom’s hand, and says, “Nobody puts baby in a corner.”
You’re watching a crunk-dance on youtube with your friends. Your dad comes in and says, “I can do that.” And he starts doing the robot.
Your mom volunteers to choreograph your sister’s dance recital and you find her teaching the dance moves to Lucky Star by Madonna.
Your dad is ready to play basketball with your brother. Your brother refuses to go because dad looks like Kurt Rambis.
And the number 1 sign your parents are stuck in the 80s is:
Your mom’s workout clothes … leotard, headband, and legwarmers … in bright neon colors.
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