I got my (almost 30-y.o.) boyf hooked on Phineas and Ferb. He's not completely convinced on Hannah Montana yet (he says he's laughing at ME enjoying it, not because it's funny, when I make him watch it), but he DVRs the SHIT out of Phineas and Ferb.
Hey Ashley Tisdale, how can you watch people cleaning your pool (or "doing" it, whatever that means, I don't have a pool so I don't know)?? We have people who come & garden a few times a week at my house, and I can hardly even make toast when they're out there because I feel so awkward messing around with bread in the kitchen while they're out there working. I don't want them to see me and think "look at her, making toast while we spread manure on her grass, what a snob". If I went out there and actually WATCHED them, I think I would evaporate from awkwardness and guilt...
Unless you're living in a teen movie, and your pool is cleaned by a sexy yet nonthreatening shirtless boy while you lounge nearby and drink something through a colorful twisty straw. That's probably the case, huh?
@BetteD: The whole Phelps clan is coconuts. One thing I have learned living in Kansas is that is a hell of a lot easier to just ignore them. They thrive on all of the negative attention they recieve from the sane members of society.
@jebash: No. Fred Phelps. Google is your... I would say "friend", but as you're kind of lucky to have never heard of the Phelpses, perhaps it's not so much :P
@Tchotchke: Perhaps it's just that smell that occurs when you haven't worn something in a while, and it's sat in the back of your wooden drawers and it comes out... funky? Cat litter-y?
Has happened to me!
Of course, I am a feminist, so perhaps I am attributing it wrong.
I really wish Katy Perry would record a song called "Look At Me! I'm Soooo Edgy! Don't You Think I'm Clever? I'm Desperate for Attention! WHY WON'T YOU LIKE ME!?! BUT I'M FILLED WITH WHIMSY!!!!!" and just get it over with.
True story (not to be read with a full stomach of mexican food either).
Har Mar (aka Sean) fucked my friend on my old couch some time ago and I walked in on it. I can burn a couch, I cannot, however, burn my eyes. Although it did answer the burning question of what Jay Sherman from The Critic would look like in the flesh and how little liquor it took for my friend to lose reasonable standards at that time.
@TransFat: You from LA. Im friends/acquaintances with Mr. Sean and he's a nice enough dude. And he manages to bed a lady nearly every time I see him. Not me, but I have friends.
@ArtfulSlinger: Nice, yes. No real problems with him as a person, maybe as a persona (though his live shows are pretty wild). But bare buttocksed in my living room riding my couch...gross! I don't care how friendly you are, is that something you want to see coming down your stairs?
I am certain we run in the same circle now. Just try giving the secret jezebel handshake the next time you see a redhead in echo park (chances are).
Shauna Sand and Chace Crawford?! Now MY mind is blown. Dear sweet lawd...the visuals! The eyebrows! The lucite!
I think the tabloid press received some sort of shoddy bird-and-bees lectures at some point. They seem to think that talking about someday wanting to have a child causes pregnancy, and that touching one's belly is a symptom thereof. They could definitely benefit from some comprehensive sex-ed.
The Taylor Lautner quote makes me think of male cheerleaders ... they always get such crap, but really, they're the ones surrounded by scantily clad girls. If they're getting bullied, it absolutely must be out of jealousy.
@Vivien Smith-Smythe-Smith: Sorry, I don't think I made my point clear. I wasn't excusing it or saying it was ok ... those of us who aren't in their position know the real deal, and I hope it was implied that the person who might be getting bullied knows, too. I still don't know if I'm getting the words right on this one ...
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Unless you're living in a teen movie, and your pool is cleaned by a sexy yet nonthreatening shirtless boy while you lounge nearby and drink something through a colorful twisty straw. That's probably the case, huh?
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*head explodes in rage*
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Has happened to me!
Of course, I am a feminist, so perhaps I am attributing it wrong.
*Sniffs self*
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Har Mar (aka Sean) fucked my friend on my old couch some time ago and I walked in on it. I can burn a couch, I cannot, however, burn my eyes. Although it did answer the burning question of what Jay Sherman from The Critic would look like in the flesh and how little liquor it took for my friend to lose reasonable standards at that time.
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Man that guy was/is skeevy...
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I am certain we run in the same circle now. Just try giving the secret jezebel handshake the next time you see a redhead in echo park (chances are).
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I think the tabloid press received some sort of shoddy bird-and-bees lectures at some point. They seem to think that talking about someday wanting to have a child causes pregnancy, and that touching one's belly is a symptom thereof. They could definitely benefit from some comprehensive sex-ed.
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I'm pretty sure the only person who poisoned you was yourself. Just say no.
XOXO,
Le K de K
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