But a line like
I think that was the same, just a woman singing it. So third person narrative all the way around, both versions.
'Conviction (1)'
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But a line like
I think that was the same, just a woman singing it. So third person narrative all the way around, both versions.
Oh dear gods. What have I started?
Oh dear gods. What have I started?
For what it's worth, all the H&O lyrics haven't dislodged the "Maniac" ear-worm yet, so I have that to "thank" you for.
eta Except I keep seeing a Kia salesman instead of Jennifer Beals, which just makes it worse.
Mercury killed at Live Aid. [link]
And while my veins are small, I really don't think that starting on the side of my wrist was the best plan.
Actually, that's often a good one on me. I was surprised, because I'm a hard stick and I don't see anything there. Sorry about the four sticks, though.
That's so awesome, JZ! AND Vortex!
My first concert was Duran Duran.
Freddy Mercury is such a loss. He was so damn good.
Question of the day:
"When will I get my W-2s?"
Answer of the day:
"You'll get them WHEN YOU GET THEM! FUCK! OFF!"
Is Kia doing that stupid Flashdance ripoff commercial outside of Chicago? It's got that annoying song with a male salesman doing all of the varied Flashdance moves around the showroom floor, starting with the running-in-place-while-rubbing-hands-all-over-hips-and-stomach, and progressing to the big finale, having the water splash on him from above. Really, really annoying.
It's airing here and Owen loves to dance to it.
My first concert was Kansas. I was in high school, and mentioned to my dad they were a Christian band. (I think they handed out tracts at the show.)
I think this was the only concert I went to before college.
before I had any choices in the matter, my first concert was the Kingston Trio, with Peter Paul and Mary (and with that, sparky just sprayed her coffee).
my mom won a radio contest when I was 13, and my official first concert was the hooters
I made up for it all later.