2. I'd just like to say that I don't care how old Phoebe Cates gets...She will always be in my dictionary under the word "nubile." I felt you needed to know that.
3. I dare you not to make the obvious joke.
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At first, I was going to go with making me horny or some derivation thereof. But now I see, and must conform...
I will point out that I covered the intent by the catch-all "some derivation thereof" with the key concept of "horny."
The rack comment was inspired. Still makes me laugh and feel you are just bitter that I threw it out there instead of you.
Lastly, my married status does not change the fact that in our little world of "Anne Hathaway" fantasy involvement, even married I think I would have a better shot because you see, as long as we visit the unlikely dimension where either one of us would even have a remote chance with Ms. H, I would not be married and you would be looking at your beating heart in my bloody hand.
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At first, I was going to go with making me horny or some derivation thereof. But now I see, and must conform...
Nice rack, Anne. Nice rack indeed.
You shame me, sir. I was gonna go with "Hathaway feeling horny" or sumthin.
In these circumstances, I will overlook your speaking so freshly of *my* Anne.
(And you a married man, too...)
I will point out that I covered the intent by the catch-all "some derivation thereof" with the key concept of "horny."
The rack comment was inspired. Still makes me laugh and feel you are just bitter that I threw it out there instead of you.
Lastly, my married status does not change the fact that in our little world of "Anne Hathaway" fantasy involvement, even married I think I would have a better shot because you see, as long as we visit the unlikely dimension where either one of us would even have a remote chance with Ms. H, I would not be married and you would be looking at your beating heart in my bloody hand.
See, it all makes sense.
Unless, of course, I forward this and some of our other correspendence to your wife.
In which case, I think we're talking about somebody else's heart in somebody else's hand.
Damn.
Note to self, don't drunk-comment.
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