Cause there’s a million better bands.
Don’t die, pal. You’re gonna make it little buddy. Come on, man. We’re gonna help you, and you’re gonna make it.
a fellow who knew how to make every girl happy, but once he’d made it with her didn’t know where to go from there.
I was scrambling to my feet when I saw the car sliding back toward me, having not quite made it to the crest of the hill.