Saturday:
Sitting in a theater next to my mom and sister, knowing I am the ONLY person in the theater who would probably trade a few of her vestigial organs to be part of insanity that is Mama Mia! If I could jump into that movie...I would, in a heart beat.
Why? Because it's completely loonie. It is completely unrealistic. Its cheesy. It is full of ridiculous music and costumes and over the top acting.
In short, it’s the perfect musical movie adaptation of everything that is ABBA. And I loved every minute. Even when Pierce Brosnan attempted to dissolve my eardrums with his really weak voice. But I ate up every outlandish dance number and shimmy.
I would see it again. And Again. And Again. And Again.
She's the dancing queen...young and sweet...only seventeen...
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I am soooooooo glad you posted a comment on my blog, because I wrote down "Beckbe" not "Beckbee" on my palm pilot. Personally, I just wrote it off as you being a tard and not knowing the address of your own blog...but I take it back, you're no tard! I'm now going to spend the next 45 minutes reading your blog to bide my time here at my crappy job.
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