#1 – so what do you put on your passport – mel gibson’s bottom?
#2 -actually , mel does his own ass work, i mean ,why wouldn’t he?…its delicious? #1- what mel gibson’s bottom or the ice cream? #2-both ,equally, except this is tart … and fuzz free..
#1. May I stay longer?
#2. Stay forever
#1. Newspapers last forever. I’ll regret this forever!
#2. I will feel the opposite, if that’s okay with you.
#1.would have liked to have horses in it? #2. it would have been difficult oviously, being set in space.
#1.Yes right…um, any horses in that one?or hounds, of course. Our readers are equally intrigued by both species. #2. it takes place on a submarine,
#1:No one says whoopsidaisies do they?
#2:No one has said whoopsidaises, in what, 50 years? and even then it was just little girls with blond ringlets.
#1: Right, ok, here we go again… WHOOPSIDAISIES!!
‘For June who loved this garden. From Joseph who always sat beside her.’ Some people do spend the rest of their lives together.
(1) No one knows why somethings work out and somethings dont.
Some of us get lucky and some of us…(2)get fired.
…groovy
1)Can I have your autograph? 2)Sure. What’s your name? 1)Rufus. What’s it say? 2)That is my signature and below it it says, ‘Dear Rufus, you belong in jail.’ 1)Right. Good one.
1)Can I help you? 2)Do you have anything by Dickens? 1)No, unfortunately, we’re a travel book shop — we only sell travel books. 2)Oh, right. Have you got the new John Grisham thriller? 1)Well, no because that would be fiction, wouldn’t it? 2)Oh, right. Have you got Winnie the Pooh? 1)Martin, your customer.
1)Do you like the Guinea fowl? 2)Actually, I’m a vegetarian. 1)Oh, God. 3)How’s the Guinea fowl? 2)Best Guinea fowl I’ve ever tasted!
1)So…Floppy, huh?
2)It’s the hair, it’s to do with the hair.
1)Wait, she took your grandmother’s flowers?
2)Oh, yeah…bitch.
1. If your not do mind if i have a go at her. 2. SPIKE!!
1. she stay with the flowers. 2. yeah… pitch
1. What would you put on your passport? Job: Mel Gibson’s bottom. 2. Actually Mel does his own ass work…why wouldn’t he?*eats ice cream* It’s delicious. 1. What..the ice cream or Mel Gibson’s bottom? 2. Both, equally. 1. But you wouldn’t necessarily lick, Mel Gibson’s bottom. 2. Well this is tart…and fuz free.
1. You know what they say about men with large feet. 2. No, what do they say? 1. Uh…big feet, large—shoes.
(1) One of them marries me then leaves me faster than you can say Indiana Jones. And the other casually marries my best friend.
(2) She still loves you though!
(1) Yes, but in a depressingly asexual kind of way!
Honey: Oo, sexy cardy!
William: It’s not a classic anecdote is it?
Martin: No, not a classic.
William: What would you put on your passport? Profession: Mel Gibson’s bottom.
Anna: Actually, Mel does his own ass work. Why wouldn’t he?
Rita Hayworth used to say, ‘They go to bed with Gilda; they wake up with me.’Who’s Gilda?Her most famous part. Men went to bed with the dream; they didn’t like it when they would wake up with the reality. Do you feel that way?You are lovelier this morning than you have ever been.
Actually, Ringo Starr doesn’t – doesn’t look at all like…uh…Topol.
After all i’m just a girl standing in front of a boy asking him to love her.
After all…I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.
And if you say an thing about how many mistakes i just made i’ll pelt you with olives
And im also just a girl standing here in front of a guy asking him to love her
Anna, how long do you intend to stay in Britain?
…indefinetly.
Apricots, soaked in honey. Quite why, no one knows, because it stops them tasting of apricots, and makes them taste like honey, and if you wanted honey, you’d just buy honey instead of apricots. But nevertheless, there we go there. They’re yours if you want them.
Atfer all i’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.
Bugger this for a bunch of banana’s
bugger this for a bunch of bananas
Bugger!!!!!
But, I am also just a girl standing in front of a boy asking him to love her.
Come on willi! lets get sloshed!
Don’t order too much now. I don’t want people saying, ‘Oh there’s that famous American actor with the big fat girl friend’.
Great. My whole life ruined because I don’t read Hello magazine.
Happiness isn’t happines without a violing playing goat.
Happiness isn’t happiness without a violin playing goat.
hi.i forgot my bag.oh come in.(gives her bag) sorry about the sereal but nice comment.i don’t know what i was thinking. thats okey, i thought the apricot in honey thing was the real low point.
hi.i forgot my bag.oh come in.(gives her bag) sorry about the sereal but nice comment.i don’t know what i was thinking. thats okey, i thought the apricots and honey thing was the real low point.
Horse and Hound.
I don’t believe it. I actually walked into the loo with her.
I dont believe it, my whole life ruined because i dont read Hello magazine.
I haven’t got hair. I’ve got feathers. And I’ve got funny goggly eyes. And I’m attracted to cruel men. And I think that, yes, my bubbies have actually started shrinking.
I knew a girl at school called Pandora. Never got to see her box, though.
I knew a girl at school called Pandora. Never got to see her box, though.
I live just down the street. We could clean you up and get you back on the street in no time — in the non prostitute sense of it.
I on the other hand will always be glad that you came to stay for a while.
I would advise you and your bony excuse for an arse to keep quiet.
I’ll call the police and, um, what can I say? If I’m wrong about the whole ‘book down the trousers’ scenario, I really apologize.
i’m also just a girl, standing in front of a boy and asking him to love her
I’m also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.
I’m confident that in five minutes we could have you spic and span and back on the street again – in the non-prostitute sense, obviously.
I’m going to tell you a story that will make your balls shrink to the size of raisins.
I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.
I’m sure you didn’t mean any harm, I’m sure it was just friendly banter, I’m sure you guys have dicks the size of peanuts; enjoy your dinner, the tuna’s really good.
I’ve been on a diet everyday since I was nineteen, which basically means I’ve been hungry for a decade. I’ve had a series of not so nice boyfriends, one of whom hit me. And every time I get my heartbroken the newspapers splash it about as thought it’s entertainment. And it’s taken two rather painful operations to get me looking like this. And one day, not long from now, my looks will go. They will discover I can’t act, and I will become some sad middle-aged woman who looks a bit like someone who was famous for awhile.
I’ve got some absolute classics!
If I employ a wet mop, would I have to pay it as much?
Im just a girl standing in front of a boy asking him to love her
It’s as if I’ve taken love heroin, and I can’t ever have it again.
James Bond never had to put up with any of this sort of shit.
james bond never had to put up with this shit
James Bond never has to put up with this sort of shit.
Let’s say I did have a book down my trousers…
may i stay longer?…..stay forever…
My flatmate, who I’ll stab to death later, never gave me the message.
Not Bad. Not at all bad. Well chosen briefs I’d say. Chicks love the grey. Nice firm buttocks!
Not bad. Not bad at all. Chicks love grey. Nice firm buttocks!
O holy fuck!
Oh God, this is one of those key moments in life, when it’s possible you can be really, genuinely cool – and I’m failing 100%. I absolutley and totally and utterly adore you and I think you’re the most beautiful woman in the world and more importantly I genuinely believe and have believed for some time now that we can be best friends. What do YOU think?
Pathetic attempt to hog the brownie
Right, none of those childish kabaab stories.
Right. And I haven’t got hair, I’ve got feathers. And I’ve got funny, goggoly eyes. And I date cruel men. And, actually, nobody will go out with me because my boosies have actually started shrinking.
She’s bright as a button and kisses like a nymphomaniac on death row.
Shittity-Prickity!!!
So I was rooting around in your things and saw this and I thought: cool.
so these vegetables?
They’ve been murdered.
Spike: Oh Christ alive!
Spike: Right..Dont despair if its romance your looking for I believe I have just the thing!
Spike: There’s something wrong with this yogurt.
William: It’s not yogurt, it’s mayonaisse.
Spike: Oh, right then. (continues eating)
SPIKE:Theres something wrong with this yougurt…. WILL:Ah, its not yougurt, its mayonnaise, SPIKE:Oh! Oh allright then!!
The more i think about things, the more i see no rhyme or reason to life, no one knows why some things work out and some things don’t.
The readers of Horse and Hound will be delighted.
There is also a very amusing incident with a kabob.
There is something wrong with this yogurt……….It’s not yogurt, it’s mayonnaise.
Well, I was gonna steal one, but now I’ve changed my mind.
Well….happiness just isn’t happiness without a violin-playing goat.
Whoop-si-daisies!
whoopsy daises
why is she in a wheel chair?
WILL: So is this your first film? GIRL: No its my twenty second! WILL: oh of course! so any favorites among them all? 2: Working with Leonardo… 1:Devinchi? 2:…Dicaprio.. 1: Oh right! and is he your favorite Italian director???
Will: So were there any messages for me? Spike: Yeh, I wrote a couple down. Will: So there were two, there were two messages. Spike: You want me to write down all your messages? Will: Ok, tell me who the ones who you didnt write down were from. Spike: Nope, gone completely. Oh there was one from your mom who said Dont forget lunch and her leg is hurting again.
William (Hugh): It does strike me as surreal that I’m allowed to see you naked…
Anna (Julia): You and every person in this country.
Will: Oh ya, sorry
Anna: What is it about men and nudity hm? Particulary breasts. How can you be so interested in them?
Will: well.. (giggle)
Anna: But seriously, they’re just breasts. Every second person in the world has them.
Will: Well more than that actually, when you think about it. You know, meatloaf has a very nice pair (both giggle)
Anna: But they.. they’re ODD looking.. they’re for MILK… your MOTHER has them…you’ve seen a thousand of them… what’s all the fuss about?
Will: Actually, I can’t think what it is really…let me just have a quick look (peeks underneath the blanket) no – nope. beats me (both laugh)
WILLIAM:Do you want something to drink? Coke? Water? Disgusting sugary drink pretending to have something to do with fruits of the forest?
You daft prick !
You draft prick!
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