I got 99 problems but college (at least for the next 3.5 months) ain't one.
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(to celebrate, I bought a black velvet, netted, beaded and sequined hat [sooo goth], a perrier and a push-pop. I sat on the edge of a near-by canyon and chilled the fuck out.)
Trapped in the Closet by R. Kelly. The amount of cocaine use involved in getting this film funded must have been staggering. Incidentally, it is a triumph.