Want to hop on the boney pony ride?

High School ~ Forever and Ever by Dior: This was my first "real" perfume that I bought for myself. And while it was still sweet and syrupy enough to be considered cool enough for school, it had a spicy kick to it that I realized felt sexy.

God I love a good man ass. Keep 'em coming!

Well some musicals are crappy, and really the Tonys are tolerable and it's a good indicator of shows that I now know I DON'T want to see. It's more information than anything

Oh bless her little heart.

Flower Drum Song! Damn, I forgot about that musical. What're we going to do about the other generation?

I know, right?

That's what I am afraid needs to happen. Its just so sad.

We're allowed to be cynical. Musicals work onstage and can work in feature films. I have yet to see it work as a live television performance. I like watching the Tonys and I (shamefully) watch bootleg versions of new shows on Broadway when I can't get to see them. There is something magical about the theatre, and…

Fuck yes dude.

Okay, real life dilemma.

Alcohol + living in NYC

Definitely the most offensive (I think the whole ban is completely ridiculous). Putting a ban on a type of female orgasm is shaming not just a specific kink but women in general.

I can understand, though I don't agree as these things can be done safely and with consent, bans on acts portraying violence, but banning a form of female orgasm is absolutely unacceptable.

Karl. Darling. If you're going to have two people "waltz" you need to hire a choreographer and two people who can actually dance.

I'm afraid I will be unable to watch Peter Pan Live! as I would need to drink at least one bottle of wine to sit through the whole thing while making fun of it. One glass is simply not enough.

I have the same question about how many people she had sex with outside of work, because that's always where the numbers get fuzzy. I mean shit, I can't keep an accurate count and I'm not even to triple digits.

Absolutely true. I think I may have seen a "trappist style" descriptor on a bottle, but you don't fuck with trappist monks.

This is why *I* don't go out to drink if it's just my husband and I, we would rather drink at home. If my girlfriends are going out... They know I can't afford the champagne they drink, so they refuse to let me pay. Thank god.

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