Brings me back to the days ridin' the middle skoo bus. Brian McKnight was a B.D. during those bus times. I distinctly remember the Hawaiian transplant that sat in front of me belting "Back at One" to all the females on board. Another focus on the bus was our driver, Mr. Jay's, nail length. Thems things were lady long.
Oh, Shut the eff up. SHUT THE EFF UP. Mary Camille Clayton, we are doing this over break. These girls must have been obsessed with meal time at summer camp (the only place I've really ever found it socially acceptable to do the cup game).
I haven't had a computer for a good two weeks. I'll be back to this place of blog residence on Monday, but until then I'll just peep on the computer at work. And THIS...THIS is what I have to show you. I'd like to see this meow, please. Private screening for the 8th night of Hannukah? Who can do that for me?