phrost and the rest of the breakfast club

last time i saw that movie, which was last week, i tried a sandwich made with breakfast cereal and sugar. It sucked.

Don’t forget your remorse over waxing some guy’s back with a roll of duct tape or something.

I want to be the janitor, or Custodial Artist, if you prefer.

A truly soulful individual greatly under appreciated because of his station in life. Sorry, Broken Fingers has a monopoly on that. How about an ideological and somewhat naive rich girl who falls for the misunderstood bad boy instead?

Unfortunately, I’m much closer to Brian than Clair.

Nope…that is AnnaTrocity.:XXhesitan

If this is the Breakfast Club I want to be the lead singer for Simple Minds.