How to Prove Your Maturity with Lindsay Lohan
"I'm not that girl from Freaky Friday any more! I'm a real adult. In fact, I hate children! I hate them all!"
This has been another episode of how to prove your maturity with Lindsay Lohan.
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4 comments:
Wow where has my Lindsay Lohan watching abilities gone? Down the tubes, apparently taking with it my once pristine GPA. Oh well.
I mean have. My grammatical senses are also failing me. The good news is I can say along with Inego M., whose name I cannot spell without consulting my Princess Bride book or movie, for which I would have to climb the stairs of certain doom, I feel fine!
Happy Birthday, boerishbwoy! I wish I could say it in person, but expect to receive a phone call soon and to hear a badly mangled rendition of the Happy Birthday song... I am just waiting for reinforcements to make that moment ever so much more delightful. And to think, if you are not at home, you can listen to it again and again!
Thanks Suzanne,I just listened to the family's rousing rendition of Happy Birthday. Lovely!
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