And...

From the

great film

Grande

That has the best end

credit sequence in history

 never mind the meaning of life

"it's all just a blahh blahhh blahhh"

the perfect 

down he aisle

song

here are two modes of transport down that

aisle

i know which is saner

there's a fat one uploading

"exposure"

even if i don't believe in titles

they cause sad women to feel entitled

when anything must be earned by damn hard work

And then....?

As sad Oxford Fellow Babb said ( a truly naughty baddy - ultra fake - even faked being grandfatherly to my own lass so many years! with his painted on

 charming man

smile)

"The Sublime..it recreates itself every day.. thats all i can mange for now"