I watched broken flowers last night. I was excited to finally see it. It was absolutely wretched: unbelievable, trite, derivative, coarse. One boring supposedly-funny-ironic scene after another. Irony is so 90s. Stop it.
I don't have mice in my apartment, I have squirrels. Squirrels.
I don't have mice in my apartment, I have squirrels. Squirrels.
If you have real squirrels in your apartment you would be my hero. I'm obsessed with squirrels.