Awk! Miss Thing has pancreatic cancer?! Tell me it's not true. Please!
I was sitting in Cafe Madeleine on Avenida Santa Fe this morning, which is a major hang out for uppity gay society in BsAS. While sucking down a cappuccino Love on the Freeway played on a giant HD TV screen (VH1) and my eyes welled up with tears of joy as she wailed on about "making love in a BIG PINK Cadillac!"
Miss Thing simply cannot die! That would be one of the signs of the Apocalypse, for sure!