First, the quotables:
"What ruins polka for me is that it's all guys from Minnesota singing about milk and cookies"
I laugh. "Or cheese and bread!"
"Or the Mall of America!"
"Okay, I've figured it out. They're either gay or German or gay and German."
"I can see them being all those possibilites."
"Yeah, they totally seem like they're gonna make out. They need to just get it on already."
"That's the cute girl? She's not even that cute!"
"I. Know!"
More TK.
Posted by Candicissima at August 21, 2006 01:35 AM | TrackBack