She said: "I'm very scared to do it. What if I don't come back? With the whole light years thing, what if I come back 10,000 years later, and everyone I know is dead? I'll be like,'Great. Now I have to start all over.' "
Great Paris, but you do realise that you will need me to come with with you, as repopulating the species is a very messy business you must understand. And you can't do it all on your own can you? You need your Bastard Fucking Feline, to be your freind, as well as your lover. Otherwise your just going to have to make do with sticking a cold and boring test-tube up your fanny.
And in England, we use the word Fanny to describe that most succulent of female anatomy, that tastes nice. And it doesn't mean arse like your used to using when you lived in America. But that does not mean that anal sex is wrong in any way, READ: Everyone_wears_lots_of_layers_ in_the_middle_of_a_New_York_wi nter
Or perhaps you can remember that one, instead of having to read it again.
You look so pleased with yourself in that picture don't you?
I have another solution for how we can safely star in the same film together and screw each other senseless without ruining our future marriage: We just do it with CG, becuase it will be cheaper, and the CG characters will be less wooden and far harder when you can think about it, right?
Bad news for you honey here: because I DID pull this great chick who was sat next to me on the coach back to Dorset. I only started chatting her up ten minutes before we got off together, at the same time in Bournemouth.
Unfortunately, I only scored %80 with her though, because I neglected to inform the Colombian English language student that I am a master of English, and could have taught her a few things about our greatest of langauges that her teacher probably would have gone to prison for telling her. And i did not get her number. But it doesn't matter that I did not catch her name. Because I'm quite confident that I willl bump into that beutifully formed deep dark-haired Colombian English language student another time.
She was so hot for me, that she had to take her jacket off. And I was so hot for her that I also had to take my jacket off. Or maybe it was just a central heating malfunction at the back of the coach.
Please send me a copy of that nasty video you made of us, so that it arrives next day, or perhaps same-day. In which case you should use Astral Couriers.
Have you seen Spammalot yet honey? It looks like one of the bigger shows in London, what do you reckon? or just Quantum of Solace and the ruined James Bond?
It's your desicion honey.