Moby Dick? Seriously? Literature teachers don’t even read Moby Dick.
Moby Dick? Seriously? Literature teachers don’t even read Moby Dick.
I’m from Kentucky - effin’ BLACKBERRIES? WTF?! Who the hell thinks we eat FRUIT here? If it’s not fried, no one bothers.
I live in Lexington, a block from Urban Active, even! I didn’t get this note under my door, though, so I guess he’s not in my complex. That’s sad - he sounds awesome.
Old old old old old old ooooooold.
So glad I deleted Glee’s season pass on the DVR.
The basilisk is a ‘she’. On a related note, I have no life.
What. The. FUCK?!
Four legs good, two legs bad!
This is seriously the 4th post in 4 months about the pancake blog. ENOUGH ALREADY!
Boogie Nights? Seriously?