I'm so ****ing proud of hipsters today.
Avclub has an article on the devastating effect of Loretty=Conway love/out of love songs and the comments section goes DIRECTLY to George Jones.
Beings remain sentient, humanity rejoices.
He stopped loving her today is the one song I don't get misty to, I freaking howl like a baby without his baa=baa, literal moans and howls.
Suspicious Minds makes me want to dance, and Thunderstruck makes me want to drive live an asshole, but HslhT makes me wail like a bitch.
Take her to the moon for me, . . . OK?
Last edited by Baby Lee; 02-07-2013 at 07:13 PM..