Wacky things keep happening to them, like one of them is having an affair with his teacher's ex-wife, and--guess what--he was the reason she decided to get a divorce. And another one is preggers and just chose to get married and keep it. And another one is completely addicted to meth and speed metal. One of them is a total shrew (and flour pale), and another one is an equally big bitch (and flour pale). But they have different colored hair from one another, so that's okay. One is a total doormat. One is a rebel bajillionaire. I just love 'em. Don't know what I'd do without 'em.In other news, I have read almost 100 pages of the 25th anniversary edition of The Princess Bride, and Buttercup just showed up. When will we get to The Bog of Eternal Stench? Wait, that's Labyrinth.
In other, other news, I am going to start my "Gently Stalking John Cougar Mellencamp" campaign this weekend, right after I go to the farmer's market. I am fairly certain he will give us seed money to fund top secret projects and also join me in a duet of "Jack and Diane." I will be playing the mouth drums.
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I don't understand this post. It seems to have nothing to do with Lindsay Lohan. I'm dragging Abby out to T's and Stargaze this evening. She will be my chaperone and check everyone's IDs. We will send you texts about the patrons and pictures of their interesting hairstyles. Also, Abby's pool cue will be named Sarah.
Awwww. That sounds sweet. I'll be waiting by my phone.
It's the folks from 90210. That isn't very apparent, I guess. They are my only companions now.
Except for John Cougar Mellencamp once I finally meet him.
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