{{Raq}} {{friends}} peace to their newborn's memory.
Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I just watched the episode of Bones that made Steph cry. It made me cry too.
Ah, I feel vindicated.
was it the angsty music? tell me that it wasn't the angsty music.
Speaking only for me, it was not the music. I have issues with kids being/feeling abandoned (yeah, yeah, I know -- I have plenty of therapy under my belt), and when Bones was talking to the kid and he was all traumatized thinking that his foster mother wouldn't take him back -- I lost it.
It's a pretty easy button to push, even when the execution of the scene isn't stellar. (It's also why I always always always turn off Hope Floats before Geena Rowlands' funeral and Bernice's shithead father walks away.)
Anyway. Enough about me and my mental illness.
That scene in Hope Floats kills me every.time.
That scene in Hope Floats kills me every.time.
Oh, gods yes. It's just hearwrenching.
That scene in Hope Floats kills me every.time.
There are a lot of things in that movie that push my buttons, but that scene is unbearable.
Yeah, yeah. I own my pathology.
But, other than that scene, I love that movie.
"You stink, Justin Matisse!"
But, other than that scene, I love that movie.
Dude, I'm a sucker for Harry Connick Jr. Yum.
Yum.
Sorry, babe. He's mine. ALL mine.
Screw you both. ALL MINE.
Specially in the dance scene - when he's holding that belt buckle and his hat and looking down?
Aimee just sold me Joe for HCJ in IM. I'm totally not lying!