Jessica's whitefonted subplot would have been great.
She was ranking below OB on the emotimeter.
My first association with OBs is tampons, which I suspect is not what you mean.
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Jessica's whitefonted subplot would have been great.
She was ranking below OB on the emotimeter.
My first association with OBs is tampons, which I suspect is not what you mean.
My first association with OBs is tampons, which I suspect is not what you mean,
Hey, she was less appealing than tampons too.
My first association with OBs is tampons, which I suspect is not what you mean,
Depends on where you hide Orlando, I suppose.
I know! AND no-one cards me anymore. WTF?
My baby brother is going to college in the fall. Something is amiss.
My first association with OBs is tampons, which I suspect is not what you mean,
Me too. It took me a minute to realize Orlando Bloom is not a tampon.
It took me a minute to realize Orlando Bloom is not a tampon.
I didn't know you'd seen Kingdom Of Heaven.
You're no longer young! One of us, one of us. Join us in achey backs and out-of-it-ness, and "You call that music!" and pathetic nostalgia for the crap pop culture of your preteen years. Bwahahahaha!
Someone better find me a really elegant silver-topped walking stick for my next birthday. IJS.
There's a half-plus-seven rule?
And here I was worried that my current musical crush objects are a decade younger than me.
pathetic nostalgia for the crap pop culture of your preteen years
My pre-teen years?
My PN has all been for the crap I hated in 1992/93.
This list: [link] is where the Samuel L "quote" came from.
My personal favorite: "Feel the Force, motherfucker."
Kids these days are already on top of the pathetic nostalgia. In fact, I think hanging out with them kickstarted mine. Nothing like having a seventeen year old say "You've never heard Hendrix on vinyl????" to get you going.