Y'all, I NEVER ask people to do this, but can you come to the main board and defend me on that post I made? This is just getting ridiculous.
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."
...and I don't think you were there the night I told my underpants story in Barrymore's.
Kind of like the opening night of West Side Story. adults please smoke? (Pt.2)" width="14" height="14" src=https://cloudimages.broadwayworld.com/board/wink.gif>
"Two drifters off to see the world. There's such a lot of world to see. . ."
Cookie, I guess you haven't heard the underwear story either. Unless I forgot that I told you... adults please smoke? (Pt.2)" width="14" height="14" src=https://cloudimages.broadwayworld.com/board/wink.gif>
"Two drifters off to see the world. There's such a lot of world to see. . ."
Unlike the conference I just got out of which was torture. My part was fun... but the hour on Sarbanes-Oxley compliance at the end was dreadful. I kept thinking I was in Paris...
"Two drifters off to see the world. There's such a lot of world to see. . ."