If I were a coach losing an intense game 7 I would be on the bench waving my clipboard and screaming "TRUE LOVE'S KISS!! ONE OF YOU TRY TRUE LOVE'S KISS!!"
Was in the audience for The Muppet Show and these two people in the balcony showed absolutely zero decorum. I tried to tell them that their ironic detachment is hurting how they engage with art, but they told me I should engage with a better deodorant. Then I cried
Do my friends know in the infinite madness of the universe, the fact that we have had the privilege to meet and know and love eachother means more than they can ever know? Anyway, who up stronkin it, amiright ladies???