Last night, as what I thought was to be the final episode of Joe Millionaire came to an abrupt end with no final bimbabe decision, just a lot more hand-waving about connections made and lessons learned, I turned to Marc in dismay and said, "I knew this would happen, and yet I still feel like Fox just raped me."
And then that jackass butler told us all about next week's surprise ending, and I got all excited, and turned to Marc with what must have been a look of great anticipation, and he just laughed. I'm just that easy, I guess.
Incidentally, is everyone in Australia named Paul Hogan? Or just the exports?
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