(Actually now with PhD, but Doctor of Philosophy just doesn't have the same evil ring, does it?)
I had no idea there was so much sweat out there. (More mean-spirited typo-bashing).
A Therapist I Probably Won't Visit
This item almost makes sense, if it's athletic clothing.
I see why they discontinued this item.
This would have to be a really, really gritty song. Even for Buckley.
Et tu, Bette Midler?!
** I decided that it's hard enough to be a teenager without the unfair scrutiny of strangers (me), so I removed that last one. Go find your own example. **
Feel free to comment with any you may find. (This blog isn't all sweatness and light, after all.)
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For some reason I am reminded of that great album by The Byrds. Sweatheart of the Rodeo.
There were indeed a number of references to that one. Only a few "sweaty pie"s, though.
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