She’s also winning at whore makeup in this scene.
Also, her two friends are winning at being the Bush daughters.
Also winning at gums.
She just looks so insincere, like she’s phoning it in. I don’t believe she’s really partyin’ partyin’, partyin’ partyin’, fun fun fun fun. She’s forcing it, like a hooker who watches the clock.
She’s winning at the back seat.
“Which seat can I take?” I don’t know, which one CAN you take, Rebecca? (Channeling my inner grammar instructor.)
Never feel ashamed of good grammar.
Though I cannot stand this song, her look in the video, the inane lyrics, or the desperate play for attention from a overzealous mother, I must admit in a public forum that my daughter and I put on the Glee version every Friday morning and dance around like fools. It’s the best start to our day, not to mention the look Puck gives when he sings the part about Sunday coming after Saturday… Priceless.
Winning at Green Screen?
That’s what the fancy Hollywood term is for it, right? Green Screen?
I thought so. I’m hip and with-it when it comes to technical terminology.
Her friend’s are winning at teenage awkwardness.
That autocorrected, I swear. *friends
I want to know if her cat can play the piano.
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