Once upon a time there was a lady who went to a movie with her lady friend. Two lady friends going to a movie, in other words. Simple enough, no?
What movie? What time? Parking spot! Good seats! This is the life.
These were two lucky lady friends INDEED.
But wait a minute. This is the wrong movie. What movie is this? Where are we? Who am I?
At this point in our fable the two lady friends, alone in a dark room full of strangers, tilt their heads together and confer. The lady friend who recommended the movie fretfully apologizes. Had I known...well, you know---I hope you will not hold it against me.
The innocent lady friend who tagged along simply sits and watches while the lady friend who brewed up this whole stinking idea simply shakes her head and says to herself:
If I had known that the ACTUAL title of this movie was Anne Hathaway's Boobs All the Time Constantly Without End I never would have suggested it.
Live and learn,
Beulah of the Braless
4 comments:
Oh I guess I will give the new Anne Hathaway movie a miss.
Sounds to me like a case of bitter boob envy.
I have no sympathy for anyone who sees an Anne Hathaway movie, they deserve what they get.
I do not know what I was thinking. I believe I might be in mourning since seeing The King's Speech and knowing that I will never have that bliss again.
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