She fiddles, she clucks, she stares into your soul at the end. What’s not to love?
I don’t know what she is saying but I totally agree.
I’ll admit, cybergoths amuse me. This pretty much feeds into every stereotype I know of them, and they are doing it all on their own.
Nothing says classy like winning a contest to have your wedding at a Wal-Mart. I love the woman who decided she was going to keep her routine and use the scooter.
This is disturbingly mesmerizing.