But you can do whatever you want, you're Megan![]()
But you can do whatever you want, you're Megan![]()
Allow me to rephrase. Others do not prefer to be seen with me if I storm into a restaurant with a gaped neck tank top, pink polka-dot pants, a half a pony tail and my debit card in my sports bra. I'm considerate of their silly social mores.
Signature by rubah. I think.
You're misusing the word "can't." Here in San Antonio it's nearly impossible to go out for breakfast, even if it's a nice restaurant, without running into people in their jammies.
I don't think anybody would mind what you were wearing. They'd be proud just to be seen in the proximity of MEGAPOW.
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I didn't know what the hell IHOP was either. I thought it might have been a reference to House of Pain.
Jump around, jump up jump up and get down!!
Though not immediately after a hearty breakfast...
Why, I would probably go somewhere for breakfast every single day if I had the coin. Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day; unfortunately, waking up early in the morning and cooking myself breakfast is one of my least favorite things.
I believe in the power of humanity.