An ode to my little chocolate covered milk dud.

*ahem*

Every time I see your milkshake in the yard,
I hear myself sing.

Every time I see your pinstriped suit,
I hear myself sing.

Every time I think of your milk chocolate,
I hear myself sing.

Every time I see your sexy dance,
I can no longer sing.

*sigh*

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Sometimes a night out with college kids and agents ain't such a bad gig.

Got to have a couple of sea breezes and avoided have my pretty little neck sliced.

Must go thank the karma cops.

Sugar pie I wish there was a way we could ease the pain not having you around has left behind. Your soul was one of the right ones. And I am glad you came back to help us get our groove on. There is one extra twinkle in the sky tonight ( Read more... )

Girls and boys I think we need to focus on removing Twiggy from our premise. Something tells me that Buffy has the slayerette mojo under control. The lady has a plan. And that plan does not appear to involve us. So let us chalk this one up under the lessons learned column, and move on. We have to deal with the walking brunette evil that roams ( Read more... )

Golden boy these bags under my eyes are not Prada. Had to wake up at an ungodly hour to be down in the press room for the release of the nominations.

Sean called. Wants W&H to represent him, since we did such a delightful job with Johnny.

Sean & Johnny.

I'll be in my bunk sweethearts.

Sugar lips I have had enough of these little Bennifer antics. I have officially retired them from W&H. Let some other green god of love machine represent them. They have made my horns ache on one too many occasions.

Morri? I need to decompress. Care to do lunch and then a faboo facial?

Not sure entirely what sort of indigestion Angelikins had but in no uncertain terms would I ever call myself Honkey Tonk. Or would I have a mustache ( Read more... )

Personally I think the training video Parker produced for the team far outshone anything else that happened yesterday. Nothing else of interest happened. Nope. Nothing at all ( Read more... )

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