Cruel Intentions requires that I watch that annoying man who spawned with Witherspoon.
Mmm, yes it does.
Heathers. Teen suicide, don't do it!
PRECISELY!
How stupid are people??!?!?
Always at least ten times more stupid than I ever think possible.
There should be one of those great economics charts, like PPF or price/supply that shows a perpetual marginal stupidity. Like stupidity is a constant increase.
Cole's Axiom: "The sum of intelligence on the planet is a constant; the population is growing."
Mmm, yes it does.
THIS IS NOT A SELLING POINT.
I am going to paint my nails teal in celebration of our differences, natch.
I am going to paint my nails teal in celebration of our differences, natch.
You take the teal, I take the Phillipe lust. It's win/win, baby.
The really sad part is I knew you would understand the teal statement without the exposition... I put that in for everyone else.
Rum.
Rum + Coke Zero.
It makes everything better.
PS, don't worry, ita. Totally not sipping rum.
Rum + Coke Zero.
It's no vodka and Red Bull.
The Internet Is Made Of Cats
Because the internet is made of cats.
Totally not sipping rum.
Whew. Because the good stuff, with artificial sweetener? Yikes. The sugar cane fields would weep.
I had a wee sip of Tia Maria (hey, bon!). I'm trying to be diligent about my Netflix queue. I have no
Heathers.
I do have
Lara Croft: Cradle of Life.
Apparently because of Gerard Butler, who took his sweet time showing up. But at least he's using his real accent. Man, I do not get the Angelina love. She always looks so smug. I begrudge her the cool stuff.