oliviau

att sms och msn suger och att prata kickar rumpa.
Speciellt om folket slutar svara, usch vilka schweine..

I vilket fall så flyter livet på nu, singel som man är. Eftersom den man kanske
skulle kunna tänka sig är minst sagt speciell. Nej jag säger som dessa två ur filmen PS. I love you
Denise Hennessey: [Denise is admiring Ted as he walks by] Ooohhh, he's delicious isn't he?
I'd serve coffee on that ass.
John McCarthy: Do you have to be so vulgar about men? Like they're pieces of meat?
Denise Hennessey: I'm sorry, John. I forgot you're sensitive about your flat ass.
John McCarthy: You know, Denise, that's why you're not married. Women act
like men. Then they complain men don't want them.
Denise Hennessey: Oh, is that why? 'Cause I thought it was something different.
I thought that it was 'cause I deserved the best and he's out there. He's just with
all the wrong women. And let me be clear.
After CENTURIES of men looking at my tits in stead of my eyes
and pinching my ass instead of shaking my hand, I now
have the *DIVINE* right to stare at a man's
BACKSIDE with vulgar, cheap appreciation if I want to!
Sharon McCarthy: Well said!
Denise Hennessey: Yeah, well, I thought so.

BTW Någon som har lust att hänga med till koh thai imorgon?
Har varit sugen på det sen igår..
//O.