I once had this theory that the apocalyptic house party – as seen in pretty much every teen movie in the 1980’s – was only a myth, and could never truly exist outside the realm of John Hughes-penned Hollywood fiction. Then I saw the following video of Corey Worthington, Master of Parties, who for some 4 minutes stood proud and firm and open-shirted and cool-shaded as some square Australian news reporter grilled him about what sounds like the most epic party ever. As the lame-o newscaster repeatedly requests Cory remove his cool ironic sunglasses, and tries to wrench a little remorse out of the clearly baked-out-of-his-mind party animal (who’s currently in hiding from both his parents and the fuzz), like the Rosa Parks of wasted suburban kids, he courageously refuses to be swayed by her buzz-killing ways. This young man is a hero, a legend, and worthy of our reverent honor.

(via Radar)