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cracked out grammys. oh yeah.
yeah, i didn't bother to watch the grammys. but i heard about them. and i saw the access hollywood whatsit, and i have a few things i have to agree with now because i didn't know what they were talking about this morning before school...
...i mean, of course i wasn't loitering in the halls when i should have been getting ready to do morning announcements... ::frantically hearts at maggie and jeff but not dustin because no one likes him and he doesn't deserve it:: so this is what i would have said had i bothered to watch the grammys:
holy goodness yeah the dixie chicks girl had a petrified animal on her head...
personally, i think the fashion gurus and cheese heads, er, head cheeses got together this season and decided to only put ugly things on the shelves this year.
and heck YEAH john meyer was high off his rocker! alright. gossip-fest over. shakespeare. time to go off on another acid binge. FIN. 9:20 p.m., Monday, Feb. 24, 2003 |
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