Neither do I, but it's my birthday.
Neither do I, but it's my birthday.
In the late 90's I opened a hotmail account under the name J. Frank Parnell. Used it for years before someone called me out.
From what I understand from hall monitors, it's really rare. In cases of legitimate vape, the school administrators have ways to shut the whole thing down.
I use the same description when trying to convince people to have sex with me.
Which reminds me, how about that Mary Magdalene! HEY-O!
This comment is tied with another comment as the comment that made me go "Hm..?" the hardest that was not made by Mohd.
Check out the prude!
If you bought tickets to Coachella do you still have a wallet to steal?
It's "Am-Buh"
Murray?
Marks self present
Present.
The snack equivalent of The Thomas Crown Affair remake!
Ironically, so did John Cafferty and the Beaver Brown Band. Art imitating life imitating "art."
None of this is helping! Looks like I'm headed for another of those Endless Nights.
Great, now I have Eddie Money's voice stuck in my head. Guess I can forget about getting caught up on my masturbating.
I have to say, this all sounds uncharacteristically self-indulgent for Lana Del Rey
Counterpoint; JA JA JA JA JA JA JA!
My brother and I still frequently make reference to "dope crazed vandals" and "Money talks! The rest is bull shit!"
Let's not forget The New Kids! Spader, Stoltz, Lori Loughlin - pure 80's piece of enjoyable crap.
This is indeed a disturbing universe.
Don't worry about it. They're curing lots of people every day.