Us: hey we’re actually gonna do 76 trombones!
Our lead, summoned from the void to a song he actually is part of:
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Us: hey we’re actually gonna do 76 trombones!
Our lead, summoned from the void to a song he actually is part of:
Our Director: okay guys we're going to go over all our major dance numbers so we're ready for the choreo teacher when she comes back next week!
Us: okay, I believe you!
Our Director, after 3 hours of Shipoopie: we'll have to wait to do 76 Trombones again until later!
Us: WHAT
shipoopie
Person on recording: let’s do the--
Me, tearing up: What’s going on?
Paola: This can’t be happening
Everyone: Don’t tell us it’s this song
Schemmel: It’s this song!
To the world, you may be one person but to one person, you may be the world.
Dr. Seuss
Happy belated birthday to mon petit ami, spoiledlush. This is what happens when you accidentally queue posts instead of immediately posting them. Since the first time I laid eyes on you, and heard you tell me that the Yankees had won in the most exaggerated Brooklyn accent I had ever heard, I knew I was sprung. Everything that followed is history. You’re my rock and I’m a lucky oat and I hope we have many years ahead of us together.
Shoutout to the love of life of me, spoiledlush, for graduating. As long as I've known you, you've worked full time as well as going to school at night. I don't know how you did it and you continue to inspire me everyday. I love you, Shipoopie.
spoiledlush replied to your post:How much trouble are white boys?
I’m sorry, since when did you stop being a privileged white boy?
I need more people like you to call me out on my shit, mon petit ami.
Shameless-induced group therapy. My best friend is better than yours.
I love the rain, even when waiting in a parking lot for someone.