My date last night.............well....I can't talk about it right now. I am still so horrified from the experience. It was worse that the worst Mariah Carey movie you could ever imagine. Imagine watching Glitter 200 times non-stop. THat would be paradise compared to my date.
Maybe I can talk about it tomorrow....I need a drink......Maybe my dream date will happen one day.
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Karma's a bitch!
Are you sure it's the other people that are the problem? Are you a dream date yourself? One would imagine, not-so-much. Going on about Connie Francis, La La La and dedicating songs to your date on the jukebox. Wearing a mask because you couldn't possibly let your date know "who" you are!
No, but surely it's them that is at fault. Your a catch!
glitter would undoubtedly be the worst film..should be in a book about worst films ever made!!agreed??i certainly do..
Glitter does not sparkle at all!
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