Okay, as previously discussed... hands off Damon Sharpe, okay?? I mean... I know he's super sexy with his hairsprayed bangs and chicken legs, but he's MINE. So... don't even think about it!!
If I had to boil down teenhood to just two words between the years 1984 to 1992, they would be these words: telephone and pizza.
In this next one... again, I'll just say... there are enough men with dangly cross earrings who can nail a pirouette to go around, ladies!! No need to fawn all over Damon Sharpe, okay?? Just cool it!!
I saved the best for last...
Why were they greeting each other after they... walked into the alleyway together?
And I'm pretty sure Bad Boys don't sample Little Richard. Just saying.
But... I love 'em anyway!! Well... not love, no... just fondly look back upon.
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