Archive for June, 2000
And Elvis Leaves the Building With…
erin.dailey - Jun 3rd, 2000
Beep. "Okay, you are NOT screening, bitch. That opening number fucking ROCKED. Call me." I looked at the phone from my standard place on the sofa. Having just painted my toenails with a basecoat, I didn’t feel compelled to sprint across the room and pick up the phone. Also, my recent application of tanning lotion [...]
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