This song kicks all sorts of contractor bag.
I had quite the wild day. After my last class I eventually made my way to our lake house. The second I walked in the door I decided that it was my duty (and also Keiths') to be "that guy". In a matter of hours I dressed up in a cow apron with two hockey sticks and a container of weight gain formula, had tin foil stuck to my head, played a completely made up game of "kings", and brought a kids bed upstairs into the common room so I could drink sprite on it (that one didn't go over too well). The highlight of the cast party had to be when we dressed Kevin up as "Robot 1" and let everyone know (even in surrounding housing) that he was programmed to love. Just don't talk about robot 2 - he's dead.
After that we ended up at my friend Erin's house where there were some annoying people hanging out (not all of them were annoying - but some). At an attempt to reverse annoy them, Walter and I put on contractor bags using some duck tape. We instantly realized that with the contractor bags on we would never die. With the god of contractor bags on our side we headed back to the party house - knowing full well that the party was over. Just imagine two people in huge contractor bags talking to 2 couples that really wanted us to leave. I can't even begin to tell you how funny that was. By the end of the party I had a hanger and an air freshener bottle taped to me, and on top of this I had bags for hands. Keith eventually had a contractor helmet on and we even were able to get Erin into a contractor dress. I almost forgot... open mouthed kissing. Contractor bag, contractor bag, contractor bag, open mouthed kissing, contractor bag.
After that we ended up at my friend Erin's house where there were some annoying people hanging out (not all of them were annoying - but some). At an attempt to reverse annoy them, Walter and I put on contractor bags using some duck tape. We instantly realized that with the contractor bags on we would never die. With the god of contractor bags on our side we headed back to the party house - knowing full well that the party was over. Just imagine two people in huge contractor bags talking to 2 couples that really wanted us to leave. I can't even begin to tell you how funny that was. By the end of the party I had a hanger and an air freshener bottle taped to me, and on top of this I had bags for hands. Keith eventually had a contractor helmet on and we even were able to get Erin into a contractor dress. I almost forgot... open mouthed kissing. Contractor bag, contractor bag, contractor bag, open mouthed kissing, contractor bag.