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You’re talking my language.
These days, nothing feels better than to walk around muttering in my head “F *ck that shit.” Done with it.
The end of it.
Period.
I would die 4 U. Also, also When Doves Cry. As loud as the van’s speakers go, mama.
Preach it.
You make me Delirious, Wendi Aarons.
Seriously, all the fucking kale talk. So over it. Love this. And Prince. And 1999. I miss 1999. xo
Definitely a gem.
Baby you’re a star!
Prince tunes were the sound track to some amazing Zima-fueled weekends in my 20s. Kale and Mumford & Sons will never top that.
Is it weird that I just wrote a post for alpha mom and mentioned Prince too?! When doves cry baby.
Delirious! And I agree. Interesting grains? Exactly. Now do Prince’s Sexy Mother*&^%er on the kazoo, please!
Love the Prince music performed on a xylophone?? LOL
I’ll take all your pumpkin spice stuff and you can have all my wine.
best. friendship. ever.
Who wins when it comes down to Prince and Barry though?
My moment of getting fed up with the youngsters that pass themselves off as adults was the day I reference Billy Jack and NO ONE had heard of him. When I explained they tried to compare him to some ridiculous guy that is 12 years old or something.
I knew our culture was going to hell right then. One Tin Soldier baby! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVX-voqWuwY (when they really knew how to do sound effects.)