Happy Birthday, Andy Gibb!

Andy! I festooned my walls with your posters.

I lusted after your hairy, ever-medallioned chest and spandex-coated bulge.

Actually, that last part's not true. I was prepubescent during my Andy Gibb obsession, so I wasn't lusting after anyone, honey.

So, Andy, thanks for Shadow Dancing your way into my little heart. Happy birthday, my fantasy disco boyfriend.

... even though you're dead.

Posted on March 5, 2011 and filed under Birthdays.