April 27, 2010 | 0 Comments
Finn: I miss getting hit. Kurt: Pure boyish insanity.
Finn: I miss getting hit. Kurt: Pure boyish insanity.
Will: The liquor cabinet is off limits. April: No worries. I brought my own.
Kurt: Don’t sweat that old chair. I have a lovely chaise picked out.
Santana: Weren’t roller rinks outlawed in like 1981 for being totally lame?
April: I’m gonna go get myself a bikini wax. And I’ll see you tomorrow.
Sue: You’re just like every teenage girl in America: obsessed with vanity. Before you know it, you’ll be leaving baggies of vomit in your…
April: I finally realized my life long ambition of being a mistress to a strip mall tycoon.
April: Will Schuester?!? I just had a sex dream about you.
Sue: I haven’t had a solid meal since 1987.
Brittany: I’m pretty sure my cat is reading my diary.