What a crazy-ass day.
For once, we’re probably not headed out of town this weekend. ¡Que milagro!
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I don’t miss Kmart. I know they’re out there somewhere, but they’re not near Dallas anymore. For your toothless, shoeless, most disgusting shopping experience…
And the customers were pretty gross too.
Badoom!
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Lyrics to Jellyfish’s great song about self-love, “He’s My Best Friend”
I've known him all my life
It seems so inconceivable
At thirteen we shook hands but we've
Been always inseparable
He's cinnamon on my toast we're so
Close
That's not to say we haven't had our
Share of arguments
He's so unpredictable he winks
Acknowledgments
When I would rather he closed his eye
Than push me aside
My hand's a five leaf clover
It's Palm Sunday over and over
I never had the luck of swingers
Till I was wrapped around your finger
He's my best friend
He's my best friend
He's my best friendI'm his best friend
He's my best friend
You don't need a brain to have a
Stroke of genius
Or a beautiful girl to let downYour curls
Cause growing up is hard enough
When you’re a powderkeg forPowderpuffs
(Whether we're stayin' in or hanging out)
I'd never ask another on a date to the ball
He doesn't need a rubber sweater or alcohol
Cause he gets tipsy from exchanging looks
And a little misty reading sticky
Blue dirty books
But he's my best friend
He's my best friend
I'm his best friend
He's my best friend
My hand's a five leaf clover
It's Palm Sunday over and over
I never had the luck of swingers
Till I was wrapped around your finger
He's my best friend
(We could hold hands for hours)
He's my best friend
(In the bedroom or shower)
He's my best friend
(I pick him up when he's feelin down)
He's my best friend
(I guess he's always been hangin around)
He's my best friend
(He gets lonely now and then)
He's my best friend
(And he gets shy around other men)
I'm his best friend
(It seems I've reached the end of my best friend)
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Friday looms... THANK GOD
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