Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
The question isn’t what are we going to do. The question is what aren’t we going to do?
The key to faking out the parents is the clammy hands. It’s a good non-specific symptom.
I do have a test today, that wasn’t a false alarm. It’s on European socialism. I mean, really, what’s the point? I’m not European. I don’t plan on being European. So who gives a crap if they’re socialists? They could be fascist anarchists, it’s still not going to make a difference.
I’m not European. I don’t plan on being European. So who gives a crap if they’re socialists? They could be fascist anarchists, it still wouldn’t change the fact that I don’t own a car.
Pardon my French, but Cameron is so tight that if you stuck a lump of coal up his ass, in two weeks you’d have a diamond.
I did have a test today. That wasn’t bulls***. It’s on European socialism. I mean, really, what’s the point? I’m not European. I don’t plan on being European, so who gives a crap if they’re socialists? They could be fascist anarchists and it still wouldn’t change the fact that I don’t own a car.
Look, it’s real simple. Whatever mileage we put on, we’ll take off.
The 1961 Ferrari 250 GT California. Less than 100 were made. My father spent three years restoring this car. It is his love, it is his passion.
You can fool yourself, you know. You’d think you’re doing something important.
The place is like a museum. It’s very beautiful and very cold, and you’re not allowed to touch anything.
I asked for a car, I got a computer. How’s that for being born under a bad sign?
What’s the matter with you? You need a rest! Everyone’s entitled to a day off. I’m sorry it’s such a shock to you.”
It’s a little childish and stupid, but then, so is high school.
I have a test today. It’s on European socialism. I mean, really, what’s the point? I’m not European. I don’t plan on being European. So who gives a crap if they’re socialists? They could be fascist anarchists and it wouldn’t change the fact that I don’t own a car.
I feel like such a tramp. I’m a tramp, I’m a bum, I’m a jitterbug…
Come on, I’m taking the day off. Get dressed and come on over.
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