• Well, this is more of a middle school flashback, when I was still there.

    So, auditions had come and gone for our school's yearly lip-sync show. It was a hit amongst the students, because every year, there was always at least one infamous cross-dresser girl-boy. And apparently, my five dollar ticket was very useful one year wink

    The vice principal announced the next act to come up. Judging by the program, I'd already known what was up. But I still couldn't help but cheer when she announced "With our infamous cross-dressing boys, we have [insert names here] dancing and lip syncing to... Hips Don't Lie by Shakira!"

    So, there were three boys on stage. The boy in the middle was tall, and had shades on, trying to look cool. And one either side of him, shorter boys, with black mini-skirts, white tank tops, and platinum blonde bob wigs eek . I think I killed my laugh-box (if there is such thing) that night.

    When the lyrics "No fighting!" came up, they began fighting, and dancing. Whenever Shakira said "Y'know my hips don't lie," these guys would swivel their hips. Everyone was hooting and hollering, and being spazzes, because this is what we paid to see.

    The song ended when the tall not-cross-dressing boy took the wigs off of the other boys, and threw em a side. They got a standing ovation, but sadly, that wasn't enough to land them a spot for the winners. Apparently, first place went to a group of snotty girls doing some trashy version of "Wannabe."

    But I will never forget that night, because not only was it weird enough to scar my mind forever, but I also got it on video rofl