My ginger fetish is that movie’s fault, damnit.
My ginger fetish is that movie’s fault, damnit.
It’s not the Boomers who love these movies. It’s a little-known group known as Gen X. 1968-1980. #1974
Holy crap I loved that movie. And you can’t find it streaming anydamwhere. And I am here for her cut-out-back blazer over dress combo.
All those society fembots look the same. It’s in the handbook.
Cuntrags are useful at least.
Same here - the Hughes ouvre (and let’s not leave out Crowe - fucking Lloyd Dobbler was a stalker) is problematic, but still holds a place in my aging heart. That’s what Gen X had growing up.
Let us olds have our thing.
I got mine from Amazon. Although now I’m regretting purchasing...
People act like 20 isn’t a goddamn adult. It is.
I thought he went to Missou? Guess not...
Shamans? Fake Witches? Fauxmberjacks? You millennials are exhausting.
EDIT: ALL bros think they are smarter than women, even though life proves otherwise.
Do you think he has orange jizz in the same shade and consistency as movie nacho pump cheese?
Their dad thinks caravans of immigrants are coming to take advantage of DACA, so probs not.
‘84 Oldsmobile Firenza WUT WUT
She seems nice....
I’m sorry am I missing something? I thought Georgetown Law students were extremely bright.
Frank with his serapes on the walls. UUUGGGGH.
That’s why I hold onto my 1930 Tudor in a neighborhood full of teardowns where the new “mansions” take up the whole damn lot.