nobody ever sends me random asks anymore so i just sit here blogging alone like
*goes to a party and awkwardly follows freind around the entire time*
I feel bad.
Let’s just say, after work, some friends got tipsy.
Now I have a headache, I’m tired, and I’m pretty sure my coworker knows I like her.
I’m a horrible person.
I just don’t like Bart Baker.
I feel like I should because he made one parody of Robin Thicke.
I can’t get over the fact that the only thing he does is parody songs. And trust me I like parody music, parody music that doesn’t insult the artist through overused generalizations.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m sure he’s a cool dude, but he’s just not for me.
When your friend starts sharing problematic opinions.
When your friend’s opinions start getting disturbingly more problematic.
When your friend’s opinions turn out to be the exact way of thinking that you’ve come to hate with a passion.
Owen Hart vs Shawn Michaels, the famous collapse. Owen’s enziguri caused Shawn to suffer a concussion. This fooled most fans & dirt sheets until the following evening. My cousin was devastated at what happened to HBK. I was elated! The fans’ reaction is priceless.