This Friendly Fires song reminds me of something that would happen in a cheesy 80s movies.
Picture, you and me in the photo booth?
Ok!
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Below is a recent gchat I had with my favorite Brooklyner. I'm entertained by it. Perhaps you will be too:
9:59 PM
me: dooooooolllllllllllllllllaaaaaaannnnnn!
hi
L: shelley!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i'm a dreamy house?
me: of course you are
10:00 PM
L: or a house of dreams?
:P
me: ooh. you're so clever with words dolan
i like it
:)
*I can't argue with any of the conjectures offered in the above conversation, and in fact, only know them to be true.
I'll explain.
I taught the Messiah girls how to set up for the dump yesterday, and I expressed my thoughts on not going with Dolan's Method of Dumping to a friend. I said it was, perhaps, unwise to teach them to point at the sky and get it, as most people are not nearly so distractingly dreamy or house-like. Apparently these sentiments were relayed to The House of Dreams by a little bird.
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Thursday, April 10, 2008
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