Today’s Reason To Drink

Nerds!

Growing up, I think I may have seen “Revenge of the Nerds” a little too early, but I loved it as a child — especially the cussing, the drinking and the boobs.

But even back then, I understood the grand message it was trying to deliver at the bottom of a whipped cream pie: That everyone’s a nerd, and the faster you accept that, the better off you’ll be.

I’m a nerd when it comes to my lack of fashion know-how, social settings involving small talk and no alcohol, and my unabashed love for Debbie Gibson and bourbon. Sometimes I wish I was as cool as the mean girls, but I don’t think I’d be having as much fun if I was.

So I’ll embrace my inner nerd and hope to take a walk in the moon room soon with my Betty Childs — when she decides to show up.

Here’s the famous speech from the 1984 film:

Gilbert: I just wanted to say that I’m a nerd, and I’m here tonight to stand up for the rights of other nerds. I mean, uh, all our lives we’ve been laughed at and made to feel inferior. And tonight, those bastards, they trashed our house. Why? Because we’re smart? Because we look different? Well, we’re not. I’m a nerd, and uh, I’m pretty proud of it.

Lewis: Hi, Gilbert. I’m a nerd, too. I just found that out tonight. We have news for the beautiful people. There’s a lot more of us then there are of you. I know there’s alumni here tonight. When you went to Adams you might’ve been called a spazz, or a dork, or a geek. Any of you that have ever felt stepped on, left out, picked on, put down, whether you think you’re a nerd or not, why don’t you just come down here and join us. Okay? Come on.

Gilbert: Just join us, cause uh, no one’s gonna really be free until nerd persecution ends.

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