Eye pictures are way too cliche.
"Hips Don't Lie" is way too good. Especially the part that goes "She makes a man wanna speak Spanish. Como se llama? Bonita. Mi casa. Su casa." Literally, all he's saying is "What's your name? Beautiful. My house. Your house." How deep.
It's way too cold for a hundred degrees.
And 8:30 is way to freakin' early to work. Gah!
Huuuuuh.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
(and if we're lucky we might)
Blog Archive
- March 2008 (1)
- January 2008 (1)
- November 2007 (9)
- February 2007 (1)
- January 2007 (5)
- December 2006 (4)
- November 2006 (9)
- October 2006 (3)
- September 2006 (2)
- June 2006 (6)
- May 2006 (9)
- April 2006 (8)
- March 2006 (14)
- February 2006 (12)
- January 2006 (9)
- December 2005 (15)
- November 2005 (3)
- October 2005 (14)
- September 2005 (13)
- August 2005 (9)
- July 2005 (22)
- June 2005 (9)
- May 2005 (21)
- April 2005 (13)
- March 2005 (20)
- February 2005 (14)
- January 2005 (21)
- December 2004 (15)
- November 2004 (19)
- October 2004 (10)
- September 2004 (11)
- August 2004 (1)
2 comments:
Seriously, though... who can't friggin' swim? Besides the lame-o's in your Spanish class... and Mexicans, apparently...
P.S. How does not speaking Spanish well (i.e. "talking like that") make a woman go mad?
Post a Comment