Friday night I came home from work and the little lady asked me to watch this with her. I reluctantly agreed, and was pleasantly surprised. I was dreading some cornily "romantic" chick flick. Turns out it was actually a comedy. Even the little lady was belly laughing! For maximum comedic effect, see it as the tail end of a double feature with "Message In a Bottle".
Blaidd Drwg wrote:Disengage from the outcome and do work.
Cut your nuts off and mail them back now that you are done with them.
"That rifle on the wall of the labourer's cottage or working class flat is the symbol of democracy.
It is our job to see that it stays there." - George Orwell
"That rifle on the wall of the labourer's cottage or working class flat is the symbol of democracy.
It is our job to see that it stays there." - George Orwell
I'm convinced Nicholas Sparks is Satan. I fucking *knew* what was going to happen, and the two leading actors had zero chemistry, I still bawled my eyes out. Fucking estrogen.
Kazuya Mishima wrote:they can pry the bacon from my cold dead hand.