I didn't waste seven dollars last night.
Jun. 16th, 2005 08:20 amErin and Renee and I went to see Mr. and Mrs. Smith last night.
Holy fucking shit.
You know what I want to be when I grow up? Angelina Jolie.
Renee and I both agreed that we'd do her. I think Erin would too, as long as she whipped out those handcuffs.
Then we went in the hot tub in the rain, which was interesting because my head was cold but the rest of me was hot.
Then we had pie. Mmmmmmmmmm Pie.
If I could remember any good quotes from Mr. and Mrs. Smith at the moment, I'd post them.
Current Mood:
groggy
Holy fucking shit.
You know what I want to be when I grow up? Angelina Jolie.
Renee and I both agreed that we'd do her. I think Erin would too, as long as she whipped out those handcuffs.
Then we went in the hot tub in the rain, which was interesting because my head was cold but the rest of me was hot.
Then we had pie. Mmmmmmmmmm Pie.
If I could remember any good quotes from Mr. and Mrs. Smith at the moment, I'd post them.
Current Mood:

groggy
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Date: 2005-06-16 04:05 pm (UTC)"come to daddy"
*whap smack punch kick*
"who's your daddy now?"
hahahahaha
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Date: 2005-06-16 07:49 pm (UTC)Shit buggerty doo-doo. Wish I was there. (This is not frustration at my dad for getting sick. This is frustration at Life, the Universe, and Everything for making my dad sick.)
Angelina Jolie? So totally would do her. And you KNOW I'm serious. ;)
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Date: 2005-06-17 02:24 pm (UTC)And the universe sucks. Big hairy moose balls.