I know the title of this post is probaby a take on "There Will Be Blood", but whenever I say something like that in my head I think of the ending of "My Best Friend's Wedding" when Rupert Everett tells Julia Roberts that "there will be dancing".
What do you think? Too gay, or just gay enough. ;)
My imaginary boyfriend finds this to be the most beautiful photo ever. If I promise to make a meringue that neither "weeps" (look it up) not pulls away from the crust...there's a possibility he would me lick his Joe Namath chin dimple.
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Imagine the beauty when the first all left in the morning. I wonder if they all circled once (like a pie) before speeding off? I bet they did.
I know the title of this post is probaby a take on "There Will Be Blood", but whenever I say something like that in my head I think of the ending of "My Best Friend's Wedding" when Rupert Everett tells Julia Roberts that "there will be dancing".
What do you think? Too gay, or just gay enough. ;)
My imaginary boyfriend finds this to be the most beautiful photo ever. If I promise to make a meringue that neither "weeps" (look it up) not pulls away from the crust...there's a possibility he would me lick his Joe Namath chin dimple.
"Let me," I say. Let me.
I made that sound like a treatise on eating shrimp toast.
Sheiss.
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