Sure, rub it in, why don't you! I still get the "you look just like your father" bit, too! I don't even have to give my name when I walk in. They already have the book opened to my page when I get up there. I sure in hell hope they're talking about when he was alive, dammit. Cause if I'm lookin like him in the state he's in now, I am sure in trouble! I will be shaking my head over this all night. Normally, it doesn't get to me, but for some reason tonight, it got on my last nerve. Where's the damn shovel? I need to dig!
I hung out with Cheyenne Jackson in his dressing room waayyyyyy before he tickled D2. "unleash the girly"Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator