You don't have to pull my leg to get a Grease tune out of me. I'm hardly embarrassed to admit that I know all the lyrics to Grease and Grease 2 by heart. Yes, they are swimming in my head, always waiting for the perfect opportunity to belt out an appropriate chorus. Or two. I own a pink ladies jacket ya know?
I assumed foolishly that they would forever remain the epitome of cool musicals. Alas, High School Musical now threatens to shove my beloved Stephanie and Michael off their musical thrones. I suppose all things come full circle.
One thing. I don't ever remember Steph and Michael being as corny as Gabriella and Troy. Oh, come on! Dancing around a piano doesn't hold a candle to watching uber-nerd come flying through the bowling alley in his souped up motorcycle. "Whoo, oooh, who's that guy?"
Don't forget to de-lurk!