A little while ago, I noticed in the bathroom mirror that my shirt is coming apart. Not exposing anything, thank goodness, but still, Tuesday is not working out for me.
Ugh. At least I might be able to salvage the shirt by ripping out some stitching.
It's weird, right? Nobody tells me nuthin. /Hot Fuzz
Allyson! You won a thing! Go things!
Bronze is ironic. And fitting.
No shit--I had a really hard time parsing your first sentence.
Congrats, Allyson! That's excellent and well deserved.
Heh. We really need to do the Great Buffista Book Tour, Hec.
The Music and TV book tour! It would be excellent.
And congratulations.