Now I'd heard of the Rock Boat and then I heard about Ships & Dips... but what, now does EVERYONE get their own cruise???
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Labels: rock cruises, rock star, stuff I get elsewhere
Stop. It. Now.
I admit it - I've used the phrase "rock star parking" when I get an parking space RIGHT by an establishment's door.
BUT THAT IS THE ONLY TIME I USE IT. And I do so in the privacy of my car to very close friends.
Now everyone's using it, including advertisments. But I'll let someone else tackle that one.
Today I'm going over something that is just as bad, or worse, in my opinion. Something that has been brewing in my annoyances pot for a while now. The rock star hand sign.
Unless you have long, greasy hair and are wearing a Pantera shirt or are actually on stage rocking (and even then you might look dumb), STOP IT.
And stop using it in your MySpace profile photos. I'm talking to you... the girl in 4-inch heels, trendy clothing and the pompadour. Oh and the tongue - stick that thing back in your mouth, you look like an idiot.
All this tells me is that you definitely DO NOT rock and that you are trying too hard. I'm telling you this for your own good, no one thinks you're cool but you and your drunk friend beside you.
I'm serious, stop.
Labels: myspace, pet peeves, rock star