So how was your interweb week, friends? Mine was quite delightful, thanks! I found laughter, disappointment, mathematics and spiderboobs…what more could I ask for?
The Parent Trap, Lifesize and Mean Girls may secretly be three of my favorite films, but I still can’t deny that this is one of the most appropriate and hilariously true metaphors that I’ve heard yet. Lohan commenting on another item upon which she ‘”artistically advised”: “I call it Michelle Pfeifer in ‘Scarface.’” Hmm…
Say it ain’t so! How could you do this to me, Mr. Big?! And you met her at a bar? Wait, at YOUR bar? So you’re saying all I had to do was get hired as say, a hostess, and we would now be engaged to be married??
Ah oh well…I always liked Aiden best anyway. Moving on…
Geometry was always my strong point. Looks like the same was true for Victor & Rolf.
And to wrap it up, a little name game! What would you call this?
First, my turn. Cotton Candy at a Soccer Game. Now you.
I don’t know what I’ll do now that Big is gone…
Weep for weeks, probably.
Ah, yes. That atrocity at the end? I’ll say: Poodle Hexagons Arise from le Space Rubble. Hmm?