Speakin' of too-tight bras... (No, I'm kidding... kind of.)
I just came back from a fake "prom" for the old people at the retirement home nearby-- the National Honor Society at my school got all dressed up and escorted the old people at the retirement home. They were so sweet-- they were really excited about the dance! I loved all of the fun old-timey swing songs they were playing-- and I even sang along to Mack The Knife, because believe it or not, I actually know all the words.
Maisiiie! Tell me all about your date!
Yeah, I don't have a facebook, either-- but I actually want one, because I'm in a million clubs and organizations and junk, and I really can't keep up with them because they've stopped sending out email notifications and now everything's on facebook! Gnargh!
In my pants, she has burst like the music of angels, the light of the sun! --Marius Pantsmercy