If your memory of this time’s shoddy, don’t say, “I can’t remember much because we were high all the time,” or if you can’t help yourself, add something about being on a mountain or airplane. She will ask how you two met, but don’t say, “Through our drug dealer.”
These two are truly the dream team of talent, charm, and almost boyish humility. Can they just have a sitcom where they have to share an apartment in Manhattan and get into all kinds of crazy antics? And it’s a musical? ABC ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?
There is something so dorky and earnest about Westlife as a group that I actually believe they never want to see me cry, treat me bad, cause me pain, etc.
Hating women is, like, the easiest thing someone can do. SO LAZY AND UNORIGINAL. It’s practically encouraged and engrained in us at birth. Even girls drink the Kool-Aid sometimes and hate other girls!
This philosophy is mostly for when you need to find things. Like your keys. Say you’re ready to go out for a real rager of a night, but you can’t find the keys to your apartment/mom’s basement. You’re freaking out because your ride/bus is right around the corner. Take a deep breath, dude, and remember, It’s Always the Last Place You Look.