DJ Mel's Rock The Casbah 22: Saturday Night

Yep. It’s THAT time again! DJ Mel is Rocking the Casbah once more: the double deuce!

Hold up. That doesn’t sound right. We’ll just stick with 22 and avoid all the toiletness surrounding the “deuce” reference. Toiletness… hm. Toileticity? Fuck it, the toilet jokes should be avoided.

You know the drill. It’s time to bust out the leg warmers and headbands. Might as well, because The Parish gets Hades hot no matter what. Besides, who doesn’t have an Oliva Newton John fetish? Let’s Get Physical? Sweet hammer of Thor… Get all tropical and go Miami Vice (like you did last weekend, all alone, in your apartment, watching Flashdance with a crisp-tasting Riesling). If it isn’t too hot, you can deck yourself out like Ducky, bolo and all.

What the hell was John Hughes thinking with the bolo anyway? No one wore bolos back then. Was he trying to start a trend? Shit, he may as well have dressed him backwards like Kris Kross. That would have been some foresight right there.