lunes, 31 de octubre de 2011
viernes, 28 de octubre de 2011
martes, 25 de octubre de 2011
Jamie: God, I wish my life was a movie sometimes. You know, I'd never have to worry about my hair, or having to go to the bathroom. And then when I'm at my lowest point, some guy would chase me down the street, pour his heart out and we'd kiss. Happily ever after.
[referring to the couple in the romantic movie, riding in a carriage at the end of the movie]
Jamie: I mean, a horse and carriage! Come on! That is...awesome!
Dylan: Not as awesome as this ambiguously upbeat pop song that has nothing to do with the plot! They put in at the end to try to convince you that you had a great time at this shitty movie.
Jamie: You know, why don't they ever a make a movie about what happens after they kiss?
Dylan: They do. It's called porn.
[referring to the couple in the romantic movie, riding in a carriage at the end of the movie]
Jamie: I mean, a horse and carriage! Come on! That is...awesome!
Dylan: Not as awesome as this ambiguously upbeat pop song that has nothing to do with the plot! They put in at the end to try to convince you that you had a great time at this shitty movie.
Jamie: You know, why don't they ever a make a movie about what happens after they kiss?
Dylan: They do. It's called porn.
that girl
You're really gonna carry my bag? You're that girl?
No. I'm gonna change your life. I'm that girl!
No. I'm gonna change your life. I'm that girl!
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