not to mention truly dumb dumb charades and britney spears / guilty pleasure music marathons. mashed potatoes and almost taboo. participants shall remain unnamed to protect reputations all around. instead i dub thee as follows:
the monster Baby
simply put: the Legs flailing
the vaguely confused Screaming
the underservedly Unmolested video-ing
the vengeful Pacifist singing
all those who need to know know what i'm talking about. ;)
perhaps something more profound to say later when i'm not quite as happily well fed and drawing such a goddamn blank.
currently: well-fed and lazy; gently rumbling tummies and happy sighs.
listening: what i like about you - the romantics.