And everyone will say it's just an accident Like some mishap or a tragedy I think that failure has a purpose And I don't believe it's chance if I fall And I know that if I ever do fall He will catch me And if He ever lets me fall down For the good of those who believe Him He will make me into a cannonball.
So I had an ensemble dream, prompted by a few glasses of red wine. And for some reason, half the girls didn't want to buy bloomers and were going to wear panties instead. Of course, I was pissed.
Jesus. You can take the girl out of the group, but you can't take the dork out of the girl.