Oh, and, um, for those of us planning on coming from out of town Saturday morning (ie, me), have we decided when and where the movie(s) are as of yet, and could someone please smack me with the clue-by-four?
And, Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back kicked major ass.
I’m gonna say no on the saliva. If he wants to try to convince me otherwise, he can try pulling out those fancy lawyer tricks, but don’t hold out a lot of hope. But not to worry, that still leaves a lot of fair territory.
Miss, I’m still planning on you bunking with me, right!? RIGHT?! We’ll paint Superdude’s fingernails while he’s sleeping. Or we could draw a mustache on him with a Sharpie.
think, you fresh thing, you! [sub]You know I love it.[/sub]
Shadow, go red!!
I’ve already started packing my bag, I’m so excited!!! All this excitement for this weekend could explain the very bizzare dream I had about me and Angelina Jolie, I guess. At least, I’m hoping so. Either that or I need some kind of counseling.