Would have liked the song so much better without that video or their theatrically lame costumes. And why is she doing that with her eyes? Please stop doing that.
Would have liked the song so much better without that video or their theatrically lame costumes. And why is she doing that with her eyes? Please stop doing that.
She really was banging back in the day, smoking hot.
The book is fun and a little scary. The movie is boring and a little sad. The two have virtually nothing in common (but for the look of the characters), and 95% of the strong goodwill I'd developed toward Spike Jones is forever lost.
If she doesn't mind being bored off her ass!
You're describing the Jolie Effect. Sure is easy to have 18 kids when you only have to hold each one 25 seconds a day!
I would like him so much better if that were true.
Up's the only move that ever made me cry during the PROLOGUE.
Larry the Cable Guy's Mater is consummately redeemed by the Junkyard Jamboree ride at Cars Land in Disneyland. It's a little kids ride, sort of a variation on the teacups, but the voice over by Larry and particularly the ridiculous songs he sings during the ride are hilarious.
"I had a hard time coming up with examples that were both musically innovative and didn't support his stereotype."
CAKES DA KILLA
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I had forgotten about that! So much awesome.
Uh, because she was fucking awesome? I mean, she laughed into the face of the intervention but actually seemed cool doing it.
My favorite was Christy, an early 20's stripper/rocker chick who DID. NOT. GIVE. A FUCK. She was naked the whole episode, borrowed the cameraman's phone and then smashed it, and had the all time best response to the intervention at the end.
Did you ever listen to Clutch? Their first couple of albums may the be the most bass-driven, groove-driven metal there ever was.
If you've got a problem, yo, we'll solve it . . .
Bro, just start asking random chicks to get off the train with you.
Oooh, you'll be interested to hear that you CAN actually go listen to those other records. Seriously! You just dial them up on your computer thingie and BOOOSH, you're listening to them, or to anything at all, or to nothing! It's fucking AMAZING!
Hang yourself.
Yep. Turns it into a whole other thing.
The real problem is Within. Game of Love is a funky slow jam in a Michael McDonald kinda-way, but Within is just a sad sack robot cry baby jam.
If you're wack.