DISCLAIMER: What you are about to read is nonsense. Seriously, it pertains to nothing important whatsoever. I will take no credit or blame for you wasting a part of your life by reading this. And yes, I did take the title of this post from that weird stuff Natsuki Takaya sticks in volumes of Fruits Basket.

Anyway...David Bowie.
Yes, David Bowie. David, David, David Bowie. Best thing before and after sliced bread? David Bowie?
David Bowie...Ah.
*cough cough*
The Labyrinth? Just watched it a few days ago. Oh, David Bowie, you magnificent beast. That girl though? SHITE! Drive me nuts, much? Does she know how to close her mouth? No, really, did anyone else notice that? She's one of those girls who just plain old can't shut their lips. And now, understand that I'm not saying that she talks too much. No, I mean that she literally NEVER shuts her lips. She always has that stupid, half-open-mouth pout thing going on. Drives me nuts. Bad, bad, baaaaad actress.
David Bowie? Beast. That chic? Jennifer Connely? Oooogh...*shudder*
David Bowie though? I need not go on. You know.
I'm gonna go call my girlfriend now. Auf Wiedersehen.