"Won't you take me to...the funky town...Won't you take me to the funky town" Alex sang as he danced behind me thrusting his hips against my ass and pumping his hands in the air.
"You do realise the words are A funky town right?" I asked him as I steadied myself trying not to cut myself as I peeled the potatoes.
"JJ I don't care, it still sounds good" He said shrugging his shoulders before knocking the knife out of my hand and spinning me around.
"TAAAAAAKE OOOOON MEEEEEEE, take on me, TAAAAAAAAKE MEEEEEEEE ONNNNNNN" He sang making me burst out laughing at his really bad singing.
"Alex are you stuck in the 80's or something." I asked through my laughter as he danced me and the potato in my hand around the kitchen.
"Hey we were born in the 80's, it's the best era ever"
"Not for fashion" I joked as he stopped dancing with me and put on a serious face.
"So you won't like me if I wear really baggy parachute pants and get a flat top fade?" He asked me making me burst out laughing at the mental image of a white version of Mc Hammer. All of a sudden Alex busted out doing the Mc Hammer dance bringing tears to my eyes from laughing so hard at him singing the song and dancing in front of me. I collapsed to the ground holding my stomach and the potato still as the tears rolled down my cheeks as he suddenly stopped and started skipping around the kitchen.
"I'm walking on suuuuuuuunshine" He sang as the front door opened to reveal Sabin and Dylan staring down at me on the ground and then following Alex around the room.
"Babe you alright? Alex hasn't hurt you again has he?" Chris asked as he came running over to me and making me laugh even harder, my sides feeling like they were splitting.
"Chris!" Alex said suddenly grabbing Dylan around the waist and putting her in the dancing the position. "I would never hurt your girlfriend, just dance with her like this" He said picking Dylan up and swinging her around as Chris pulled me out of flying limbs way.
"We didn't start the fiiiiiiiiiire, no we didn't light it but we're tryin' to fight it!" Alex sung as Dylan's foot hit the dial on the stove making the flame grow.
"How much sugar has he had?" Chris asked me as I finally calmed down against his chest.
"I don't know but he's definitely stuck in the 80's today" I said as I noticed the face paint across his face just like Adam and the Ants. He really needed to come back to 2010 but this was way too hilarious not to miss.
THE END