I'm so glad I'm not famous and can have as many melt downs and freak outs as I like. If I were famous I'd have to control myself and that would suck. Especially when I forgot to.
Excuse, but do you know who Padma is?! She is an acclaimed actress who starred opposite Mariah Carey in GLITTER. Schiller's should known better than to make this national treasure wait a whopping ten minutes.
@Wasp vs Stryper: Well now, I'm not one to defend diva behavior, but that's a bit like saying Forrest Whitaker's the guy who played on the football team in Fast Times at Ridgemont High.
@Cheap Shot: Yes, yes I do. Though I don't get why anyone would go there to eat. The food is mediocre, the prices are criminal, and there are several dozen fantastic restaurants within a four block radius. But if you're looking for a see-and-be-seen scene, then good choice for a Th nite.
I worked with Padma on a project some years back and she was a darling. This foot stamping thing must be a new TV thing with her. Too bad. The night has a thousand eyes, honey.
I would pay big, good money to see Padma stamp her feet in a black mink waist length jacket, jeans and heels. Filing that away for a lonely winter's night.
Justin, those "drunken female cries" you hear are just the wretched EV females who pine to know if you truly deserve your provocative middle name. Or is it more like missile? Enquiring, er, minds want to know, sweetness.
@edisdead: Sort of, but ask him how he feels about techno music, the environment, or ask him to dance, anywhere, and then make sure you can declare affirmations like these as enthusiastically.
@FreddieBietzsche: Kind of. And "sweetness" isn't a cutesie nickname I'd advise using with JRS. No need to explain further, you just...haven't nailed it quite yet.
@jasonelias: Did you ever hear that happens if you're making faces at some other kid and just at that moment anybody slaps you on the back? You freeze in that countenance forever, despite even the best effort of the smiling mortician. Dohbya for instance was trying to indicate to a classmate just how stoopid he looked and, right, a pound on the back and his future was set.
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I can stamp my Uggs with the best of them!
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And the hills have eyes.
And you never know what is going to happen on Elm Street.
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You want to avoid the people under the stairs.
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I was hangin' with the Candyman.
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The one with so many flies, yes.
Not to be confused with the avian bed and breakfast, which housed many a . . .
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Like this?
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Wanna date?
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Well, duh. She would look attractive wearing raw sewage--of course she looked good in mink.
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At least don't invite anyone in.
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Precisely.
We know what day it is.
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@FreddieBietzsche: Kind of. And "sweetness" isn't a cutesie nickname I'd advise using with JRS. No need to explain further, you just...haven't nailed it quite yet.
Best of luck girls!
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Oh wait, I meant: these two richly deserve each other.
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