asides are the non-commited make-outs of blogging
His name is Kent French, but you can call him toast.
The eyes. You have to watch the eyes.
That was, like, the most welcoming, diplomatic, accommodating Kung Fu movie I’ve ever seen.
I feel like he could stare directly into the blackness of my soul.
And it sounded like clapping.
maybe those aren’t really his arms below the camera level.
So, by proxy, you could say that “Toast” has The Clap. Gross.
Know what would be rad? If Toast had The Clapper.
I think is would asplode.
Totally asplod.
Dayum. That guy must get SO much studio work with the Gypsy Kings.
i want to applaud him but i feel so inadequate…
ben is win.
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That was, like, the most welcoming, diplomatic, accommodating Kung Fu movie I’ve ever seen.
I feel like he could stare directly into the blackness of my soul.
And it sounded like clapping.
maybe those aren’t really his arms below the camera level.
So, by proxy, you could say that “Toast” has The Clap. Gross.
Know what would be rad? If Toast had The Clapper.
I think is would asplode.
Totally asplod.
Dayum. That guy must get SO much studio work with the Gypsy Kings.
i want to applaud him but i feel so inadequate…
ben is win.