*sits in the corner and casts shifty glances about the room*
Broadway Legend Joined: 6/20/06
...oh, and hire Jaily to play in the orchestra of your musical and you'll be making MAJOR money!
There are a few actors here who would work well in the cast, too.
Ah, Nitsy, you never fail me. I was referring to your freeloading skills not your writing skills. But then, I have the same opinion about both of them. Carry on.
You need to get your facts straight.
Fact: You need to get a paying job and stop hitting up the grandparents.
Updated On: 2/25/08 at 12:03 PM
SOMMS is right, Austin. You might not want to hear that, but that is the truth. Whether or not your grandparents accept you and Ivan is immaterial.
Ears of deafness, upon which thine wise words fall, mon cher.
Is it wrong to want a cocktail at noon?
This is the first time I've ever hit up the grandparents. Ever.
You need to stop your snarky comments and your lying. I'm not interested in either. So, share it with your little buddies in PM because I don't care.
If you have proof of my freeloading off my grandparents, please, enlighten me.
Anything else you can shove up your ass.
It's 5:00 in London, Jaily, and 6:00 in Paris. So, no, it's not wrong. It's all in the perspective.
How correct! It is ALWAYS cocktail hour SOMEWHERE in the world, after all...
Here's to the ladies who WORK. Cheers!
Here's to the ladies who WORK. Cheers!
Y'all act like I asked for money to buy a new car or clothes. I didn't. I asked if they'd pay half of my dog's bills. They've always had a soft spot for animals.
Our gayness has everything to do with it. They've never shared interest in knowing anything about Ivan. I'll send her pictures of us and she doesn't comment on him.
We've been together for three Christmases. They've never given him anything, but I get a gift. They know his birthday, and they ignore that too.
So, in my eyes, it has everything to do with it. They'd rather me live a lie than be who I am.
And writing every day isn't working? I have to make a salary to work?
Where am I?
For the record, I've been writing for the last hour and a half. That's five pages.
Eek. Remind me to avoid this thread for the next few hours.
Posting here does not count as writing.
Second round is on me. Cheers!
Updated On: 2/25/08 at 12:23 PM
I can't multitask? Stop talking to me, Somms. You're pissing me off.
Scott: You could always PM me back!
My work is done. Oops, BAD word.
I don't know why you feel like you have to be an asshole. It's sad and I feel sorry for you.
If you think pissing me off as your job, you have issues.
You're a message board bully, Somms, and you need to grow up.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/14/05
Good almost afternoon, folks.
hello!
That's telling me!
Well, to be fair, he's a bully in real life, too, sweetie.
Why, I'll never forget that time he grabbed me by the collar and shoved me up against that wall, his manly chest heaving against mine....
Oh, you said *bully*, not Hot Top Stud.
My bad. I've got nuthin'.
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