As I did the foot slider I wailed, while laughcrying, “What am I doing with my life?”
As I did the foot slider I wailed, while laughcrying, “What am I doing with my life?”
Oh, c’mon. It’s almost impossible to be as referential as RPO, and the references in “Ghost” had a valid purpose. The blogger, ahem, was playing the part of the well-informed cynic, a stand in for the reader who was also suspended between belief and doubt.
Just in case you get tempted, THE BOOK REALLY SUCKS, NO ONE IN IT IS LIKEABLE, OTHER THAN MAYBE THE SHARK, WHO DOESN’T GET ENOUGH PAGES.
The book really was just the worst.
Oh, no, that little shit-weasel stalker, Wade, from the book RPO is the worst part of the book, and probably the movie. But a lot of people know that.
I obviously DNF’d this way too early. :)
I watch a lot of real housewives of whatever/wherever and this has lead me to believe that no one really knows how much or little money someone else has until “the word on the street”* is that they’re about to be foreclosed upon.
The only thing I have to offer that is tangentially related is just don’t make life difficult for the server by arguing over which one of you gets the bill.
Oh, crap, I read Jamie Farr.
I’m not making any particular point, just something that this reminded me of, so take it as you wish.
The name is a gift from God. Literally.
For me the “I can’t deflower a virgin” being the line he won’t cross was the deal breaker.
(Joan Cusack, on the other hand, remains consistently a gem.)