Glease!

I cannot express just how happy this makes me. As a child, the year of my seventh birthday I watched Grease every single weekend. Over the summer I watched Grease every single day. At least once, if not more. I was obsessed to the point that at any sleep-overs I attended Grease came with me. The parents of my two best friends at the time ended up purchasing their own VHS copies so I wouldn't have to bring mine. Obsessed. My mother and brother literally cringe every time they now hear the opening bars to love is a many splendid thing. I still smile like a fool and start singing along.

Oh be still my beating heart!