Yeah, okay, so they're a raunchy little group of women who aren't really doing anything terribly ground-breaking (or maybe they are, I can't really tell). But you know what? Neither are a huge number of all-guy bands. However, you rarely see reveiws like this written about their male counterparts.

No, I don't care if the reviewers aren't serious ( Read more... )

They wear pink t-shirts with puppets dancing ballet on them. I'm standing in line at the bank, wearing a hat over my short hair along with this shirt, a pair of black capris, and greyish-black mary-janes with pink socks ( Read more... )

So of course I want to start writing Maus Is A Bad Kid (In A Good Way) instead of, like, getting ready to go. Or writing a cover letter, because I suck at them.

Another cut, just 'cause.

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