The other night I took my son, Jake, to see the Sex and the City movie at the cheapie theatre in Tunkhannock. We both agreed, too much talking, not nearly enough sex. For Jake, there was not enough Charlotte (nudity). Personally, I don’t care for her up-tight, pretty little ass-face. I know what you’re thinking, I probably like Miranda the best. Gingers stick together, right? Well, she’s such a whiny little bitch, she drives me crazy and her hair isn’t even that red. It’s pretty obvious who I relate to. I’m a Carrie! I like my guys “Big” too if you catch my drift.
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Wednesday, September 17, 2008
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