I'm imagining them all standing around in someone's living room, trying to act butch and karate-kicking each other like "I'm manlier than you!!" little boys.
That's hot.
*cracks up*
Skittles, I hope we're sitting near each other. Because then two of us will be in a fit of giggly embarassment on the floor. 'cause, you know, Bobby would be "ashamed."
Oh, and so we can start entrance applause.
A work of art is an invitation to love.
Updated On: 2/6/06 at 04:09 PM