"Shouldn't we be chasing them?" "*Why*?"
So the show didn't go on tonight. Instead we were subjected to the self-obsessed ramblings of a bulimic stick insect for an hour. Be still my throbbing limbic system. *gags* *in a totally, like, non-bitchy way, of course* *NOT*
Filming fun. I have minions! My Evil Younger Sibling™ +2. Repeat business of, "Oooh, is that your brother??" *eyetwitch* No, he does not, I repeat not have a "George Clooney thing going on". That is just disturbing. You're all sick and depraved individuals. It's why I like you. However, and I'm choosing my words very carefully here, go anywhere near my Evil Younger Sibling™ and I will personally remove your reason for wearing a codpiece. (Girls, I'll take away what fills your bra, if anything.)
Meh.
Brain 'splodey.
Filming fun. I have minions! My Evil Younger Sibling™ +2. Repeat business of, "Oooh, is that your brother??" *eyetwitch* No, he does not, I repeat not have a "George Clooney thing going on". That is just disturbing. You're all sick and depraved individuals. It's why I like you. However, and I'm choosing my words very carefully here, go anywhere near my Evil Younger Sibling™ and I will personally remove your reason for wearing a codpiece. (Girls, I'll take away what fills your bra, if anything.)
Meh.
Brain 'splodey.