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Dec 24, 2005 11:56

So, um. Who the hell actually wears scented?! And they need to print the SCENTED and UNSCENTED bigger so that when people like me force people like my mom into buying them on her run to Target, she can tell. I don't know what a "Fresh Scent" is, but it ain't this. I think those things must be designed by men.

Eeugh.

By the by, I hope you all look at my new icon. It is the fabulous John Taylor, of Duran Duran bass guitarist fame. The quote was gacked from a scene in the Duran Duran: Live From London DVD, in which, in the documentary, John is relating an amusing anecdote to Roger.

"And we came back from the pub one evening, and someone had scrawled disco sucks--*the look that's in my icon*--on the door, where we rehearsed."

Bwahaaaaaaaaa.

Okay. I'm done squeeing. I'm in mostly a better mood today. My aunt's coming over in about an hour and a half, and she's going to hang out. Then at 3:15 we leave for 4:00 mass (which is five minutes away, go figure) and then we come back, chow down, and rip shit up.

Happy Christmas Eve, everybody!

the woes of womanity, duran duran

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