On Friday night, the full moon beamed like a proud erection at a summer camp in the 1990s. On Saturday night, its hue cooled off a few shades yellow and therefore it was more enjoyable to look at. The takeaway is that the superstar is not always all that interesting.
The Superstar Doesn't Interest Me
The Superstar Doesn't Interest Me
The Superstar Doesn't Interest Me
On Friday night, the full moon beamed like a proud erection at a summer camp in the 1990s. On Saturday night, its hue cooled off a few shades yellow and therefore it was more enjoyable to look at. The takeaway is that the superstar is not always all that interesting.