When we wax nostalgic about the days of high school, some tell stories of their athletic glory, others of their theatrical prowess, others of their audio-visual domination. But a select group, once nestled in the corners of amphitheaters and rehearsal…
“15. You may or may not have a treble (or bass or tenor) clef tattooed on your body.”
Try an “F holes” tat…as soon as my tax return shows up!
Honey badger do care…
Sixteen Candles dir. by John Hughes (1984)
Penso che sono una cretina…
If “Rachel Getting Married” were a music video
Surburb transit- what a fucking joke.
"This has been the greatest 22 years of my life. …First year of this show, I lost my mom. Second year, I lost my dad. Then my brother died. And after that, I was pretty much out of family. And the folks here became my family. …And when people say to me ‘Hey why didn’t you go to ABC? Why didn’t you go to Fox?’ I didn’t know anybody over there. These are the only people I know."
— JAY LENO just gave a tearful goodbye as the host of The Tonight Show, graciously capping a more than two-decade run.