The movie sounds boring as all crap. The Stones in 2006?! Jesus, kill me now.
My jeans, on the other hand, are anything but boring. I'm not going to tell you what store I visited to purchase them, but the clerk was sweet and she wore a phone in her ear. Jeans were on every which wall, and are called every kind of name, low rise this, and boot cut that, with this kind of wash and that kind of finish, and by the time I finally picked out a few pair I was really confused. Fortunately I seem to have made it home with a few pairs that fit and look nice.
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Ever notice how this place just basically, well, sucks.
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