Damn. I have the same feeling. When my fiancee saw the promotional poster for LB2, she made that sound that means "interesting, hmm, I wouldn't mind seeing that".
I started walking faster. She pulled my arm.
"Hey, I didn't know they made a second one..."
Arrrghg. Think fast.
"I want to see that", she said.
Too late. The ground kind of split open beneath my feet.
Ever since that day of infamy, I have been tip-toeing around the house. I'm waiting. One day it will come.
She'll want to enter Hollywood Hell, and she will not go alone.
I have secretly started manufacturing molotov cocktails.
I can't escape the torture. Well, if I will face a certain death in my
Cineplex torture seat, I WILL NOT BE THE ONLY ONE.
Legally Blond: Red, Red and Red.
Reese Witherspoon is Satan.
Reese Witherspoon is Satan.
I hear footsteps, somebody's comkpfjee
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