"...My Daddy ended up as a Janitor, But..." Nuff Said.
What always surprises me is that when doing these promo-speeches, the person talking
never pauses from the sugar-sweet rhetoric and says:
"Er... where's that friggin' sad background music comin' from...? It makes me come-off
as A condescending elitist!"
What always surprises me is that when doing these promo-speeches, the person talking
never pauses from the sugar-sweet rhetoric and says:
"Er... where's that friggin' sad background music comin' from...? It makes me come-off
as A condescending elitist!"
Edith Head Gives Good Wardrobe.