Finally, a Disney Princess post I give a damn about.
Finally, a Disney Princess post I give a damn about.
No one's slick as Gaston
I was rear ended at a stop light by a dude going 40 miles an hour. He totaled my car. I got out and exchanged insurance information with him. I didn't go on a racist tirade & threaten to kill him because I am not, in fact, clinically insane.
The United States of America is not for black people. We know this, and then we put it out of our minds, and then…
william wallace wasn't a highlander. at all.
OH my god, yes. That awful, awful shirt. And has anyone noticed the shoes? Do they include a discreet heel or is that my imagination?
If this lackluster Excelmanship is any indication, this is a man who lacks passion.
"Duke's not in his office? No surprise. He's probably just giving Chance another 'performance evaluation' to see what kind of 'raise' he should get this year. Or maybe it's a 'holiday bonus." Whatever. So I go looking for him - he's not making coffee, he's not inflating condoms with helium for yet another lewd office…