Sister: Let’s watch Magic Mike!
Me: No. *puts in The Full Monty*
I used to get sad.
I would feel ugly, alone, useless. Like nothing I did mattered, that no one could hear me and it made no difference what I said or thought or any of it.
Now get this; for two months, I don’t get sad anymore.
And I’m madly in love with the gal who keeps my blues away.
Groucho Marx (via lovesquotes333)
Actually, it was Chico…
Me and my sibling can go from
in like three seconds
on a scale from disney to dreamworks what’s your sibling relationship
They put Fifth Element back on Netflix instant, and finally added the second season of Venture Brothers!! But tonight it’s For a Few Dollars More. :D
Ah, Eastwood. I keep trying to watch his jazz, and I cannot doooz it.
Molly brought over her old movies so we could watch Fred and Ginger and the Marx Brothers, but unfortunately my Abbott and Costello got ruined yeeeears ago (and we didn’t really pay attention to the one she had). So I bought my set on Amazon, and next week it’ll be another old movie day, with my boys included as well. Wooooooooooooo!