pant and beg on his hind legs like a dog. It was sort of cute…well as cute as men go. Then I allowed him some time to “love My feet”. Now “shithead” would drool at the mouth, just looking
Flight of the Conchords seem to be on a hiatus at the moment and have been for a good few years now, the odd tour notwithstanding and I can understand why, musically. I just wonder whether they have run their course as a creative act, how many times can you make fun, skit and copy...
about to turn 30, with my health, two incredible kids, a phenomenally supportive husband, an adorable–ifoccasionally irritating–dog, two sets of devoted parents, two loving grandparents, and a whole host of family and friends who would drop everything for me. I’ve had great work...