OK. Thank you Internet.
OK. Thank you Internet.
I think kids are more sophisticated these days (and therefore more pessimistic and weary) and are not kidding themselves about how miserable things can be.
Not even a little?
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I'd be willing to bet that, despite the legislation pushing abstinence only education, teens these days, now more than ever, have nigh unfettered access to information via the internet, which has led to teens being more educated about sex and pregnancy than ever before.
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These gifs in combo with the still playing audio of the subway horror illicited a rare real life lol from me. Thank-you.
No, actually, I do not.
The best part of the video was watching the kids enjoy it. :)
I came here to say this. There would be big, sloppy tears of joy running down my face.
I just cannot with theater kids.
Oh, come on. People on public transportation are a little nervous to start with. I can see how the tension would turn into contagious laughter. Made me smile.
Ah, theatre kids. Such special fucking snowflakes, all.
I would love this.
I'm a musical theatre geek so I'd love the shit out of this, even on my commute. But I'm definitely in the minority on that - I'm a little surprised they didn't choose a slightly more tourist heavy locale. And one that doesn't trap people into listening.
But I still got chills. *shrug*
(And thanks for taking care of…
I would have cried in happiness. The fist note of that song just GETS me every time.
I'd personally prefer to have an actual Broadway cast singing live at me in public places then random people dancing to some Janet Jackson song being pumped through a mall's sound system. (Unless it's "Nasty" and they are all dressed in black suit jackets with gold chains over turtlenecks.)